This is a song about "J hus"

Alright i hear ya lil j, loud and clear

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

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

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Like when fabulous made ray j mad

Willing, gotta hand in blackjack so you know i'm dealing. they call me hustler j,

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

And all the while i think of you

Im the only young j d-o

I'm lyric j to the ' n a i

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

Cold blooded j shooter. just don't forget it.

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit