This is a song about "Joint"

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

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

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Just take a look at this joint. it gives the chills

I, i, i know i got carried away/ when i buried the faces of your friends

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

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

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