This is a song about "Joint"

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

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

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

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

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Smacked him in the jaw knocked the joint out of his mouth

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

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

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

That's why i'm so annoyed