This is a song about "Joe kenton"

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

Purify that woman soul

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Other niggas infatuated with rappin' nice but joe is blow,

Im like joe montana im bout to throw

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

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

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

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

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

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.