This is a song about "Joint"

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

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

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

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

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

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

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

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

I make her kitten moist

Relax my mind smoking a joint

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

That's why i'm so annoyed

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

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard