Yo parents got freaky!

Hey Joni, Hey Joni Joni,
Hey Joni Joni, Hey Joni
Hey Joni
Get to know me
My parents got freaky when they made me

I’m scoping, hoping for the one from the East
Approaching with caution, I’m a flood I’m a beast
I’m obese with joy in my heart sort of dark kinda blue a bit wild
So it’s nice finding you in the pues
What does bring you here, what is it you wear
What is it about you I don’t want no one aware (fair)
I’ll behave and sh*t but upfront I gotta tell you you my favorite
Buy you another drink and I ain’t paid my rent
I got money coming in so it’s ok
I got money coming in so it’s ok

Joni, Joni,
I am my father’s son, from the hairline to Wallabee’s
An odyssey for all to see
Wherever it is that I decide to leave
My hermetic living condition that brings me an inner peace
I give that word the respect it deserves
So it’s never second-fiddle to a duckface
Beard game proper, it’s another nod to pops,
Cop a cup of cuckoo
Joni, make another pot that I can move through
Or maybe drop a doo-doo
I light a match or two, though -- you know
A gentleman, extension of my pseudo -- you know
I settle in, pad and pen and adamant
That at the end I’ll rattle off a rap that I’ll be happy with
They go all over the place, Joni
But, but, we all find our own way, Joni
And, and, there’s always more to say, Joni
‘Cept now, I just want some pancakes Joniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Let’s find some common ground a plot of land
I’m talking rubber gloves, contraband
I’ll give you some space, see what you create
Mean appetite eat your face, eat the plate
Too strong I move on, too right
Too wrong, ying yang, Aquemini
I sip on my oolong
Hush I just wanna make you blush
Don’t forget we only talking about a school boy crush

Joni break it down for me, Joni break it downnnnnnn