A special joint (intro)

[Method Man]:
I see em. Does Pinochio have wooden balls man?

[Redman]:
Well yo, I got a joint I've been saving here for a special
occasion.

[Method Man]:
Ahh, niggas, bitches, welcome. A full tank of gas, a pound of
weed, a bird called Pinky. To the East, driver to the East. Funk
Doctor and the Phino.
By the way, this is protected by the red, the track, and Tical.
With the key.

[Redman]:
Oh shit where the keys at?