This is a song about "Jane cane"

Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents

People be angry cause them motherfuckers aint us,smoking cane blunts,

We got money to go get baby

And mary jane never cease to amaze me.

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Wanting to leave but always coming back to mary jane

You the man, fame, here's my man cane, reaching for something

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

They've influenced me to make a point, like a kid with the end of a candy cane

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

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

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

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