This is a song about "Joey trimarchi"

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

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Letting the silence loom joey started his attack

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

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

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

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