This is a song about "Joe aric beamon"

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

Ran outside to see the big show

Im like joe montana im bout to throw

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

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

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

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

If we ain't right and always at the throats

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

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

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

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

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