This is a song about "Joe baldwin"

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

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

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

Cause my flow's so cool it's like joe montana.

I try to tell them i'm one of the

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

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

18 year sentence with no parole

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

You and joe bros for life

What we gotta do to survive

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

Wale and k'naan, they don't know is there radio

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Im like joe montana im bout to throw