This is a song about "Jokin"

Nahh im jokin i treat all women with respect

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

Nah, i'm just jokin' homie, hopefully she's home discussin' with her mother

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Im jokin but evoking emotions, exploding the whole thing

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

I'm jokin, smoking reefer