This is a song about "Lumber jack"

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Jack bauer, now it's 24 to pack it and deliver it,

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

Stacks on stacks on stacks as if money was lumber

Just grab a jack, and relax

Living out of bags

But failure's not an option, jack

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Aw man, it's been a ride

Jack your wheels at the red light