This is a song about "Joints"

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Roll like 2 joints before i light that shit up

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

It dont offend me, how many joints you hit

You can hear it in my lyrics

Finish the day with joints on our lips

Abused, used to two joints to to get through

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

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

I light joints but stop and share it

Told you camp lo was my favorite

Falls onto me to stretch the joints with immediacy,

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey