This is a song about "Cotton eyed joe"

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

Because you gotta finish a paper

With a little bit of passion

Out in the cotton gin

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

Standing all cross-eyed looking like you not right,

I'm going back to cali

Like my name is joe scottie

Out in the cotton gin

Double mg not to mention

They love me cause they love an average joe

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Out in the cotton gin

And picture me rollin

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim