This is a song about "Molly and jack"

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

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

If a nikka tryna beat u/ ask em for a round/ nah dat yall know about me/ i hope that yall enjoyed/

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

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

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

She graduated top of the class

And sipping the jack they pass

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

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit