This is a song about "Molly and jack"

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

So we're representing this detroit, yo you best get bent or get destroyed

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

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Then i will fuck with molly

I’m tryna be low key