This is a song about "Slow joe"

Like my name is joe scottie

Walk that body, talk that body

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

And there's little to be glad for

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

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

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Your girlfriend want to follow

Okay so imma start slow

Other niggas infatuated with rappin' nice but joe is blow,

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Syrup got me so slow

At this love thing toe to toe

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!