This is a song about "Molly and jack"

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

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

I'll be brief, they deceived us, told us lies when they should have believed us

With myself,take the lube down from the shelf,put on pornhub and jack to my death,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

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

But make sure if they do see

Then i will fuck with molly

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

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

And sipping the jack they pass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

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