I need the spark, spark the joint filled with tree bark
A working genius, a work of art
Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house
But i made it out alive holdin a joint in my mouth
Leather face, jack the ripper, and even hitler, im all 3 rolled into one joint,
If a nikka tryna beat u/ ask em for a round/ nah dat yall know about me/ i hope that yall enjoyed/
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.
So you can keep that joint i don't fuck around with papers
Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve
Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces
So my next joint don't got to be so rough
Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed
I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point
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