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

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

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

Hit the joint and pass it son

I don't trust no one

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

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

Smacked him in the jaw knocked the joint out of his mouth

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick