This is a song about "Joint"

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

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

I hexed this joint, when you toak your memory will reappoint.

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

These cops is bad boys, baby just like puff

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

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

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

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