This is a song about "Jacks you nob"

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

I'm like a crack addict

You thirsty, you famished

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you

You saying you want coffee

Sorry, that’s just part of my hobby

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

To liberate yourself, africa

Cause when i make this stew

No thank you, just fuck you,

Whether you wrong or you right

And if i want to go outside

Yeah i ain't done

You always thought you won