This is a song about "Christian and jimmy"

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

In the game we runnin' this future like christian clancy,

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

No more lingering smell of christian dior,

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

With presidential kush, my sticky on some jimmy carter shit

And if you know planet apps is a place for you little jimmy

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

I'm a christian and devoted, but i can't be homophobic,

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

Could he be weird al, could he be jimmy fallon?

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

My rhymes are brake lights on #late #nights, jimmy fallon,

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

My hairs done right. outfits tight. a nickel plated gat with christian dior