This is a song about "Joint"

Leather face, jack the ripper, and even hitler, im all 3 rolled into one joint,

To compete boy we just keep going untill the track stops and this beat's void

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

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

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

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.

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

I'll even light a joint while i'm waiting for the school bell

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

Taking to soon from dis world never thought you'd be taking from your family and friends