This is a song about "Baby joe"

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Parents treat me like a baby

Please boo what's your size crazy

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Every third lady that flirt, want my chirp lately

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

I just want somebody i can see

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

Other niggas infatuated with rappin' nice but joe is blow,

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

Hi my name is joe, ive got some skills id like to show off

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

Cause every song you make, joe, is really ho music

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Bored, so i'm packin' bowls / faster than the hands of an average joe