This is a song about "Joint"

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

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

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

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

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

Relax my mind smoking a joint

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

Fuck your beliefs, smoke a joint shit i need a relief

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

If his bitch insist on getting sick