This is a song about "Joe moss can t pull"

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

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

They can withstand the tricks, that thug's pull is simply blasphemous...

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Noone around can pull me back to the ground, not even gravity.