This is a song about "Molly and jack"

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

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Masterful, fifth of jack and a sack of magical

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack