This is a song about "Joe to pro i ain t touch my peak"

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

And now with god's touch and healing i can honor my wife.

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

As i lay me down to sleep my insanity hits it's peak

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Im like joe montana im bout to throw

I thought i was pro with my clever lines

All the time with this glock of mines

They try to say they can rap but dont touch my attack

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that