This is a song about "The j"

Then j cole with the return of some underdog churn

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

My flow better than cool j

But i dont never play

Bro when me and j dot take the spot you're facin a storm

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"

Im the only young j d-o

I was twelve when the gunned you

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

And left my hand up in the air like i just shot the j

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock