This is a song about "Molly and jack"

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

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

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Jack bauer, now it's 24 to pack it and deliver it,

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

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

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

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow