This is a song about "Joint"

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

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

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

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

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

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

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

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

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

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

So we're representing this detroit, yo you best get bent or get destroyed