This is a song about "Joint"

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

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

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

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

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

Seen the how-to video now he on point

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

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

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

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