This is a song about "Joints"

Roll like 2 joints before i light that shit up

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

It dont offend me, how many joints you hit

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

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

I light joints but stop and share it

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Falls onto me to stretch the joints with immediacy,

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

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

Abused, used to two joints to to get through

And smokin joints to calm my nerves

That try to chase these skirts