This is a song about "Joey bada"

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

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

Letting the silence loom joey started his attack

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

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

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

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Tujhe karun mai pyar bada

Lucky seven probably poppa