This is a song about "Joint"

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.

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

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

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking