This is a song about "Joint"

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

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

I, i, i know i got carried away/ when i buried the faces of your friends

Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,

Leather face, jack the ripper, and even hitler, im all 3 rolled into one joint,

Metaphor's my ammunition reloading i'm an android, in a lyrical standpoint

Lights will flash, cars will crash

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

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

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

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

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point