This is a song about "New joint"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

We were the freshmen with some 'cess in hand, a joint with a spliff in it

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

Got my foot on the gas

New passions, enemies new fashion

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

And there's no way i can pay you back

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,

In 7th grade the devil and me were best friends he intends to destroy your trends

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

Antihero fightin fire with fire let me light this joint