This is a song about "Molly and jack"

Maybe i'll sit back and kick facts, hit jack and swallow,

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

Masterful, fifth of jack and a sack of magical

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

And sipping the jack they pass

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Judging from your clothes and your girls and the molly in your lip

And we don't care about these new rappers poppin' a molly,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free