This is a song about "Joe bob"

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

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

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

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

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Because you gotta finish a paper

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

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,