This is a song about "Jacks mother"

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

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

I hate you and your mother,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Mother fucker i'm blessed

Better for your mother

That damier bag i bought her

And while i’m in your mother,

Said when i do dirt wit her

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I’ll never use a rubber

Inhospitable like your mother

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Figurely argue with my mother,