This is a song about "Joe dean"

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

They love me cause they love an average joe

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I loved school at first, before i met the dean of the students

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

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

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

I'm so fuckin' southern i could be the son of paula dean,

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

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

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