This is a song about "Joe adams"

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

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

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

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

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

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

Like the show the following? the part where joe carol dies?

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

Ay yo you wonder who i are

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

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

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo