This is a song about "Adams j"

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple

Cause this album pack enough evil

This is d j t j's sequel

J, the j is for the judgement that's been put on me.

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

Im that fiend bloody stacy adams trigger finger diamond ring

To those i deem worthy, rap king, little j

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips