This is a song about "Molly and jack"

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

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

She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

Jack sparrow those who feed off from the trash and soot like maggots

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks