This is a song about "Molly and jack"

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

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer

I drop the cash, pop bands then pop tags

Just grab a jack, and relax

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

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

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

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Leather face, jack the ripper, and even hitler, im all 3 rolled into one joint,

420 your a bitch your flow is wack and your a complete lmae faggot you dont live in detroit

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

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag