This is a song about "Molly and jack"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong

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

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

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

Chevy sitting crooked, teeth on reggie miller

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow