This is a song about "Jimmy s gay"

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

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Then some lady named billie holiday

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

If you out there let me hear you say

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

Little gay looking boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay looking boy

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

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

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess