This is a song about "Humerulnar joint"

I'll even light a joint while i'm waiting for the school bell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

I hexed this joint, when you toak your memory will reappoint.

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

When something is broken

Hit the joint and pass it son

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

We were the freshmen with some 'cess in hand, a joint with a spliff in it

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love