This is a song about "Joey flaute"

Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

Letting the silence loom joey started his attack

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

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

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

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