This is a song about "Molly and jack"

Some sink but others it's quick an simple, like jack and jill bein nimble

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I'll be brief, they deceived us, told us lies when they should have believed us

With myself,take the lube down from the shelf,put on pornhub and jack to my death,

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong

And we don't care about these new rappers poppin' a molly,

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

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

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

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

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back