This is a song about "Joey anderson"

We got joey bada$$ and man, he'll soon be a star,

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Letting the silence loom joey started his attack

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

She was trapped like a cash strapped gambler, joey finally snapped…

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

Fuck that anderson leg used to be a pimp till that bitch went limp