This is a song about "Joint"

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

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

That's why i'm so annoyed

Hit the joint and pass it son

I'm caged up in state prison

Relax my mind smoking a joint

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

But i made it out alive holdin a joint in my mouth