This is a song about "Samurai jack"

Nigga, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half//

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

But failure's not an option, jack

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

A kamikaze samurai, when i'm feeling kinda high

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag