This is a song about "Joint"

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

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

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

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

After school im so streesed out so i think to myself this calls for a joint

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

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

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

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

I'll even light a joint while i'm waiting for the school bell

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

I love you your my one an only, my love for you is like a river it never ends,