This is a song about "Joe passante"

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

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.

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

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

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Im like joe montana im bout to throw

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

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

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

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

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