This is a song about "Joint"

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

I bet you hear that white music

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

There'd still be niggas out killing

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking

Relax my mind smoking a joint

That's why i'm so annoyed

But i made it out alive holdin a joint in my mouth

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag