This is a song about "Joint"

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

And get on down with this thc vision

Hit the joint and pass it son

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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