This is a song about "Samurai jack"

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

"im not saying jack shit"

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

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

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

And sipping the jack they pass

Just put your hand on the glass

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Just grab a jack, and relax

They just wanna dance

She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

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

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back