This is a song about "Joints"

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

This is the part where we run hip hop

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

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

Finish the day with joints on our lips

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

Abused, used to two joints to to get through

Falls onto me to stretch the joints with immediacy,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Roll like 2 joints before i light that shit up

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

'cuz i can't write my own shit, i sit around and smoke joints,

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

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

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies