This is a song about "Mc j rassic"

Cause it your boy j reality

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Yo it time to slaughter another fake mc

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

I spend it make it right back on a monday

Two double cups like i'm fuking juicy j.

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

J, the j is for the judgement that's been put on me.

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Do they know that im the fucking mc?

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

To try and become the next mc

So you finally got the nerve

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