This is a song about "Joe sucks"

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

But make sure if they do see

Like my name is joe scottie

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

You and joe bros for life

And when i start to rise

People love hodgy i hate you though

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

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

Im like joe montana im bout to throw