This is a song about "Joe kenton"

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

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

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

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

Ok you think a nigga shallow

Im like joe montana im bout to throw

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

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

They love me cause they love an average joe

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

The only time i flirt with her

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

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