This is a song about "Joint"

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

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

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

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

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

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

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

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

Antihero fightin fire with fire let me light this joint

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

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

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