This is a song about "Joint"

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

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

After school im so streesed out so i think to myself this calls for a joint

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

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

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

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

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

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house