This is a song about "Joe beck"

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

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

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Bored, so i'm packin' bowls / faster than the hands of an average joe

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

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

You and joe bros for life

Sky high, iced out paradise

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

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

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

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,