This is a song about "Joe t"

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

They love me cause they love an average joe

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

As i'm watching the snow fall

You don;t thin anymore

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

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

Hop in and let me test drive

You and joe bros for life

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Until the end if time

Im like joe montana im bout to throw

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

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

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick