This is a song about "Molly and jack"

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

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

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

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

And sipping the jack they pass

While i'm rubbing on that ass