This is a song about "Joe b"

I came up hungry

"could of cost your life b"

B-b-back to the #future making bread out of #toast,

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Down in dallas at the all-star game

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Must protect lil b at all cost

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

First name dizzy last name b

We might be back in this baby