This is a song about "Joe passante"

I'm rockin' average joe shmoe's regular clothes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

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

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

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

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

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

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

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Im like joe montana im bout to throw

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul