This is a song about "Tot and joe"

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

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

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

Let's put it on cruise control

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Like my name is joe scottie

And inhospitable,

No one notice your struggle

Yea, i been humble too long

And once i'm dead and gone