This is a song about "Joint"

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

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

Just to match the grind with precision

Hit the joint and pass it son

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

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

After school im so streesed out so i think to myself this calls for a joint

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

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed