This is a song about "Joint"

But i made it out alive holdin a joint in my mouth

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

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

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Antihero fightin fire with fire let me light this joint

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

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

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

In 7th grade the devil and me were best friends he intends to destroy your trends

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

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick