This is a song about "Joint"

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

So here i am at the store for some chips

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

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I've got muslims calling on jesus

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Fuck your beliefs, smoke a joint shit i need a relief