This is a song about "Molly and jack"

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

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

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

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Just grab a jack, and relax

And sipping the jack they pass

Baby, you got that super bass

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

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