This is a song about "Molly and jack"

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

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

Then i will fuck with molly

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

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

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