This is a song about "Joint"

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

I make her kitten moist

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

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

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

See her man face-to-face through the glass

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

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

Cause my thing something vicious

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

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

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