This is a song about "J milli"

What them tippers don't see

For that j number three

Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Look, we gone have some fun tonight

Look, now roll my j tight

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

So let me grab the milli and pad with the pen/

Cause it your boy j reality

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

I'm lyric j to the ' n a i

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

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay