This is a song about "Road man joe"

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

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

She probably had a reason though

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Cause every song you make, joe, is really ho music

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Unconstitutional shit just like road blocks

For those whey no fit dey fix son

On the road less taken

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Who life was for music and the road

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

Mirror mirror on the wall

I've been down that road before