This is a song about "Joint"

She can make a pimp fall in love

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

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

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

Go crazy when she hear music

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

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

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.

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

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

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag