This is a song about "Jet pack blues"

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

My rhymes got a mighty six pack

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

Like zack trying to pack

Snapple fact: you rather wack

She always comin back

Like bose/ we sparkin that loud pack

You aint even got a pack

The pioneer of the coke rap

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Citing blues jives as their night's dampen

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

You a grounded airplane me, im fly like a jet