This is a song about "J stylin type rap"

J k, im just a joker

But that's what he liked her

Look it something they can't ever see

Cause it your boy j reality

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

D j t j is here to save all of rap

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

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

We should fuck each others mothers

For that j number three

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

A rational b j given by your raps