This is a song about "Molly and jack"

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Maybe i'll sit back and kick facts, hit jack and swallow,

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

And tricks will pull stunts on you out their hats like jack rabbits,

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

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong

I feel goodgot some time off, girl it's been so long