This is a song about "Molly and jack"

And i ain't gonna bitch about it and not do jack shit/

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Some sink but others it's quick an simple, like jack and jill bein nimble

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

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

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

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

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

Off of smashing the jack,i had yager we got back to bills,cops looking for us

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Masterful, fifth of jack and a sack of magical

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will