This is a song about "2 joints"

Abused, used to two joints to to get through

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

'cuz i can't write my own shit, i sit around and smoke joints,

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

You cant even handle 2 bars

I light joints but stop and share it

Now you got me hopped up on that

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

King of the club, i bet you can’t top