This is a song about "Joe weller"

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

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

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

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

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

Hi my name is joe, ive got some skills id like to show off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

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

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

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

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit