This is a song about "J cole type rapper"

Look, now roll my j tight

But if i die tonight

To those i deem worthy, rap king, little j

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Cause it your boy j reality

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"

J k, im just a joker

You know...you know who you are

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

It's gonna fucking hurt kurt, when i turn you into cole-man

He's looking scarier than j. edgar hoover

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Now you better obey, imma pass it to my boy j