This is a song about "Madelaine jack"

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

Then go jack a niggas tony award, pawn it at store

We kung-fu that jack black/

You got reason to brag

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack