This is a song about "Joint"

Hit the joint and pass it son

And i am one of one

My ex wont settle for joint custody, she controls men like puppetry,

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

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

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

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

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

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.

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point