This is a song about "Joint"

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking

Just take a look at this joint. it gives the chills

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

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

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

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

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

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

But i made it out alive holdin a joint in my mouth

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds