This is a song about "Joe fist"

I'm a pacifist looking to pass a fist and fuck with

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

But i heard my mother's voice so i hoisted my fist.

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

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

But i can make 'em afraid of every sight of my fist

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

Instead i misled, and i hit you with a closed fist.

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Getting lifted by this rapping gift.. while a doobie in my fist..

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

My fist cracked on impact yo,

It ain't nothing though

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist