This is a song about "Joint"

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

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

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

Seen the how-to video now he on point

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

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

Catch you up on places i've been

Hit the joint and pass it son