This is a song about "Bad jokes"

Constantly making you the butt of all jokes, of your pears,

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

No, no, we are not those

Look at my folks, we're all jokes,

This is oh so much like getting votes

I may hear black jokes but i stay humble,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

When my name is spoke, can't you see through these lines and rhymes i wrote in my notes

I maybe funny but i'm always taking money, plus i ain't throwing jokes,

We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I'll drink a miller, get iller, then crack jokes like phyllis diller

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

We will all be tokens and jokes like south park high