This is a song about "Joe schlottman"

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

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

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.

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

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

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

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

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

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll