This is a song about "Joint"

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

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

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

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

After school im so streesed out so i think to myself this calls for a joint

I refuse to be another being on this earth

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

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see