This is a song about "Making fun of carson"

Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

And start making all kinds of commotion

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

And i cum so much i make fun of niagara

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

I make fun of faggots, nerds and fatties

And of course, my car's off course

We made fun out of our jazz talks

Make fun of your dealings with my millions on fallon/

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Spilling blood of rappers, oh what good fun/

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million