This is a song about "Smoking joint"

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Fuck your beliefs, smoke a joint shit i need a relief

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

And getting money is the song i sing

Kept drinking, regret kept smoking.

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

I need the spark, spark the joint filled with tree bark

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

My joint is ticking, my eyes sinking

Hey your honor, is you kidding