This is a song about "Molly and jack"

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

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

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

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

The next day you is everybody target

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

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb