This is a song about "Molly and jack"

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

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

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

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

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

And sipping the jack they pass

She graduated top of the class

Just grab a jack, and relax

Living out of bags

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Jack bauer, now it's 24 to pack it and deliver it,