This is a song about "Joe karina"

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

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

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

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

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

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

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

You and joe bros for life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice