This is a song about "Joey workman"

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,

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

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

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

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.

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Letting the silence loom joey started his attack