This is a song about "Joint bong"

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

No one-half and i hate math

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

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

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

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Once i get a job imma pimp my bong

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep

The weed into the bong

Tats no dey for my arm

Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,

I love you your my one an only, my love for you is like a river it never ends,