This is a song about "Joint"

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

Hit the joint and pass it son

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

I love you your my one an only, my love for you is like a river it never ends,

Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,

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

Antihero fightin fire with fire let me light this joint

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point