This is a song about "Jacks mom"

Well go cry to your mom

My sim card's the bomb

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Strapped up attacking mom nature

My pockets got paper on paper

Right to wear your mom stay

Word play, word play

So flip me the facts i started killing all these jacks

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Full of shit, like i ate that john

I finally got a girl, mom!/

My mom gave me two selections

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six