This is a song about "Joe wyatt"

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

They love me cause they love an average joe

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

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

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

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

We like to party

Like my name is joe scottie

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

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

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow