This is a song about "Samurai jack"

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

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

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

Twista finna get up on the track

And sipping the jack they pass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

And man, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half