This is a song about "Molly and jack"

He just get her bigger bags

Just grab a jack, and relax

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

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

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow

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

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

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

Then i will fuck with molly

To cali, to cali

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

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow