This is a song about "Joey bada"

Im a king no crown,bada bing but no sound,adlibs with no pro nouns,

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Tujhe karun mai pyar bada

My all gold rolly or the

Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

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

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Letting the silence loom joey started his attack

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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.

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

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far