This is a song about "Anna jane"

My knees on the ground, dear father

And mary jane.. i done vaped her

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Cocaine, gold chain, mary jane, propane, slow-vane, no brain, red vain,

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Lifting your bitch like blaine - what a shame she's an average jane

Babbling with no manners, singin' like anna, when she first sang to her sister

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Fire up that vm like it's mary jane

And not a single feature except lil wayne

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

And mary jane never cease to amaze me.

We fuckin' it up this summer

Mary jane is my mother