This is a song about "Bzooka joe"

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

Cause my flow's so cool it's like joe montana.

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

Puffin' on stramonium. 'bout to go pro like joe and them/

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Upgraded to fat joe and i strap yo bitch to the back of my car,

And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar

Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

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

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

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

Inferior, but i'm nice

You and joe bros for life