This is a song about "J s up"

Two double cups like i'm fuking juicy j.

Momma say, you making me lose pay

Get ya head bust

My g"s have been handcuffed,

My lady, my baby

For that j number three

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

D j t j, the best, do his thing

So you finally got the nerve

Like j-j-j-mont, but next time she utters

To those i deem worthy, rap king, little j

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

As i light one for ill will

This is d j t j's sequel