This is a song about "Joint"

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

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking

To compete boy we just keep going untill the track stops and this beat's void

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

I never crack i got that chap stick

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

'fore i make another 'how can you slap' youtube clip

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

The long road to success is dangerous

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

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree