This is a song about "Joint"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

So you can keep that joint i don't fuck around with papers

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

Ambition is still very big

Listen, these niggas is tripping

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking

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

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

And my bank account look just like a phone card

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

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

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Im trying to keep my vibes good by puffing on this 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.