This is a song about "Joey your funnel cakes in the warmer"

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

Your rhymes while the illuminati is in your mind all the time

In a bubble, you funnel a tunnel,

Of finding myself as an individual

And that i spent the night with her

And i'm not feeling warmer

The former, position of a pimp

Put your shit in the blueprint

More major than frajer cakes baked; man, they got the cons right

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

Sipping the finest liquid until we finish the dizzy

Funnel them all into a building, call that shit christianity/

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

Coppin them cakes and chop it but hey man

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

Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,