This is a song about "Molly and jack"

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

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

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

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

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

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

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