This is a song about "Joint"

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

My ex wont settle for joint custody, she controls men like puppetry,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

I bet you hear that white music

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

That's why i'm so annoyed

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Im trying to keep my vibes good by puffing on this joint,