This is a song about "Molly and jack"

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

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Living out of bags

Just grab a jack, and relax

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

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

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

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar