This is a song about "Joints in the body"

Falls onto me to stretch the joints with immediacy,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

Got arthritis, in my fucking joints so it's medicinal

Cut your body in 9 parts and throw you in the fraser river.

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Im the main suspect to the body outlined in chalk

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Than your body decays and soul goes up in the sky

You receive #visible scars ya body divided and sliced up in the back of a seat

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

Pack the bong up with buds and pack the joints with leaf

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Dumps off the body, in a random alleyway

Mary jane keeps me high like every day