This is a song about "Joint"

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

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

Want the title but im always fighting under card

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

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

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

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

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

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

I'll even light a joint while i'm waiting for the school bell

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle