This is a song about "Hailt mary"

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

And everywhere that mary went it wretched her through the mud,

Bad rap, cuties claim

Is this fuckin mary jane

Lighting up mary jane; that loud chick's

And the v12, that's on various trips

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was black as coal,

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Marijuana but you kill mary n' go,

Mary is a polite girl, she rarely ever peeps,

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

I ain't interested in fame

Got mary jane, i got mary jane.

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Third ward general, young cash money