This is a song about "Joint"

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

That's why i'm so annoyed

Im trying to keep my vibes good by puffing on this joint,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

No one-half and i hate math

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Fuck your beliefs, smoke a joint shit i need a relief

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

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

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed