This is a song about "Molly and jack"

Just grab a jack, and relax

Man it’s the killer tracks

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

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

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

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

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

And sipping the jack they pass

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,