This is a song about "Sam jacks"

Switch swag on you little dick fags

You killing all these jacks?your from the racks

Even uncle sam agrees.

Got tired of running from the police

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one

They say that karats help your vision

These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Looka this punk jumping back 'n forth jumping jacks trying to show some effort

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

So flip me the facts i started killing all these jacks