This is a song about "Molly and jack"

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

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

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

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

And when it come to the cash

And sipping the jack they pass

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

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

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

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

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Just grab a jack, and relax