This is a song about "Ive got spots"

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Hi my name is joe, ive got some skills id like to show off

Ive got no license to kill

I used to be the most humble until

Will provide lots of nice spots where we can smoke in

First off congratulations on the win

I can manage on my own, you can still have your perfect life

Ive got a sick and evil mind,stick your head inside a bee hive,

I'm just trying to find a chick that's flier than my prior bitch

Higher spots, like terrorists y'all are taking me hostage,

Ive got the skills needed,

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

Ive went hard got bullets glancin/ off my guard/ wile im advancin/ flow sick like its

I pop rappers like toast.ill rhymes is what i got diagnoased after my lyrics

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose