This is a song about "Joint"

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

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

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

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

Just take a look at this joint. it gives the chills

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

After school im so streesed out so i think to myself this calls for a joint

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

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

My ex wont settle for joint custody, she controls men like puppetry,