This is a song about "Joint"

Hit the joint and pass it son

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

I bet you hear that white music

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

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

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

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

Smacked him in the jaw knocked the joint out of his mouth

So you can keep that joint i don't fuck around with papers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years