This is a song about "Brief case joe"

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

A blatant case of weighted hatred,

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Your lines are sloppy, might as well call you joe.

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Booze? i think i'll have a case

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

Triangular relationship the case was congruence

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

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

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

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

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

Cause we all know you and rap just had a brief fling/