This is a song about "Molly and jack"

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

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

Masterful, fifth of jack and a sack of magical

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

Then i will fuck with molly

Let me rideuntil i get free

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

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

Leather face, jack the ripper, and even hitler, im all 3 rolled into one joint,

Metaphor's my ammunition reloading i'm an android, in a lyrical standpoint