This is a song about "Joint"

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.

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

We were the freshmen with some 'cess in hand, a joint with a spliff in it

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

Relax my mind smoking a joint

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

Go where you ain't been

Hit the joint and pass it son

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

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