This is a song about "Mugging joe"

Mean mugging in snuggies sock-footed on soft woolen

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

She probably had a reason though

They love me cause they love an average joe

Sky high, iced out paradise

You and joe bros for life

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Puffin' on stramonium. 'bout to go pro like joe and them/

Bored, so i'm packin' bowls / faster than the hands of an average joe

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Your lines are sloppy, might as well call you joe.

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Here i'm nothing but a backward bone-mugging urban bee