This is a song about "Joseph smith"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

With a smith and wessen and your confessing

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Because we're rappin' tighter, don't need a smith and wesson,

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

You gotta chill bitch, you're wilder than will smith

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his