This is a song about "J milli"

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

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

D j t j, the best, do his thing

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

But five years from now i bet she see

Cause it your boy j reality

For that j number three

No it ain't easy

Wait a minute holy shit are you capital j?

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

I share rhyme in the sewer

9 milli or the ruger

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

We've seen a half a milli dashin out there on the queens half

I'm lyric j to the ' n a i

Never meant to make your daughter to cry