This is a song about "Joint"

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

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

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

Of his might and will to forget the end, a beginning brand new to enjoy with some friends

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Just take a look at this joint. it gives the chills

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

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

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

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

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip