This is a song about "Joint"

Listen, these niggas is tripping

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking

I hexed this joint, when you toak your memory will reappoint.

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

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

I need the spark, spark the joint filled with tree bark

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

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