This is a song about "Joint"

I hexed this joint, when you toak your memory will reappoint.

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

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

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

Baby got that super bass

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

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

Want the title but im always fighting under card

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve