This is a song about "Cotton eyed joe"

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

The one eyed cyclops, from the hip hop black ops, ready or not i cant stop.

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Ok fuck it/i lied/i'm a green eyed monster/

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

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

I'm rockin' average joe shmoe's regular clothes

Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Folarin, the muse of the hater

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier