This is a song about "Jacky dang"

Do you feel that searing pain? dang man

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Do you feel that searing pain? dang man

My name is in your title, dang, you tryin to promote me dude?

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Do you feel that searing pain? dang man

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Dang, i could do so much, if i wasn't stuck but for what it is,

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Dang ballerina, quit your twirls,

Spit it sick and rip it up, don't need your dang chain,

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again