This is a song about "Mr dj jack"

Instead of listening to a dj do it

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

Ya need ya pad 'n eraser to scratch that, ya probably good at that ay dj.

Where the black girls get their weaves back

We kung-fu that jack black/

Everything's intact, amma king, your a jack.

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

See i let my nigga split that

"im not saying jack shit"

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

But this gon make us rich mr. reagan

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Just grab a jack, and relax