This is a song about "Jacks a nazi"

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

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

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

And you know i paint that picture

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Just a warning not a threat

You killing all these jacks?your from the racks

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Jason keaton, i can only imagine

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