This is a song about "Jimmy fallon"

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

Make fun of your dealings with my millions on fallon/

With presidential kush, my sticky on some jimmy carter shit

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

My rhymes are brake lights on #late #nights, jimmy fallon,

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Could he be weird al, could he be jimmy fallon?

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And a head like jimmy neutron, now who's tryna be my cindy?

And if you know planet apps is a place for you little jimmy

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I keep shit #rollin' like the #phillies #jimmy, pass me #pair #of #dice,

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Everyday thinking faster than dudes at jimmy

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see