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

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

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

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

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

That is my profession but must do it with discretion to avoid

Leather face, jack the ripper, and even hitler, im all 3 rolled into one joint,

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

Antihero fightin fire with fire let me light this joint

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

I make her kitten moist