This is a song about "Jake smack my back"

Smack you bitch with the back of my hand,

I start to think it's all planned

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

I'm coming back relaxed with my head back

This is why her nigga mad

My shoes black, slater back/

Here my dick go smack smack

There's crack, there's crack

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

Smack you faggits backless n then run wanna stab you with my pen son

So, tell my haters fall back

And daddy's in the cadillac

Truly they would torture you, smack ya back to pakistan,

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

Smack crack, so hard my eyes would turn black,

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad