This is a song about "Molly and jack"

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I eat you like a afternoon snack, and i pour in the side glass some jack/

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Im progression, pop a molly im sweatin, 5,6, and 7 off to heaven,

Then i will fuck with molly

50,000 ones before i hit the lobby

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

And i ain't gonna bitch about it and not do jack shit/

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Masterful, fifth of jack and a sack of magical

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single