This is a song about "Molly and jack"

She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

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

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

If a nikka tryna beat u/ ask em for a round/ nah dat yall know about me/ i hope that yall enjoyed/

Leather face, jack the ripper, and even hitler, im all 3 rolled into one joint,

Your life is a product of trash

And sipping the jack they pass

Some sink but others it's quick an simple, like jack and jill bein nimble

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong

And tricks will pull stunts on you out their hats like jack rabbits,

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids