This is a song about "Joint"

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

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

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

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

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

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

Antihero fightin fire with fire let me light this joint