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

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

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

I can get straight to the cash

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

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

Sometimes i think, what i need