This is a song about "Joint"

I told him get his 9 and run

Hit the joint and pass it son

Fuck your beliefs, smoke a joint shit i need a relief

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

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

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

I hexed this joint, when you toak your memory will reappoint.

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

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking