This is a song about "Molly and jack"

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

Look in the scope, my people still a target

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

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

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

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

And sipping the jack they pass

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

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