This is a song about "Joint"

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

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

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Fuck your beliefs, smoke a joint shit i need a relief

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

I can barely wipe my ass

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

? all white but the phantom is all black

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch