This is a song about "Joe seller"

Arms seller of high grade like a piff dispenser

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

You and joe bros for life

I used to have a nine to five

Cause my flow's so cool it's like joe montana.

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

Angels and demon's im that best seller,

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Like my name is joe scottie

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

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit