This is a song about "Joey syernick"

Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,

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

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

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

Letting the silence loom joey started his attack

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

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

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

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