This is a song about "Joint"

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

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

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

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

I'm forsaken again, rhymes elatin' ta' ten, statin' that i'm hatin' the bends,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

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

Yeah bitch this date's done

Hit the joint and pass it son

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

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

I need the spark, spark the joint filled with tree bark

Real words...elegant: a piece of art