This is a song about "Jacks"

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks

Looka this punk jumping back 'n forth jumping jacks trying to show some effort

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!

You killing all these jacks?your from the racks

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

So flip me the facts i started killing all these jacks