This is a song about "Jane eyre"

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

And mary jane.. i done vaped her

Fire up that vm like it's mary jane

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Lazies swallow trough autotrophs thats mary jane

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

I'll save you mary jane, but she gone by the morning

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Lighting up mary jane; that loud chick's

Hitting the mary jane and fucking ms. stacy on the beach

Shouldn't have to turn my words into objects just to make a figure of speech

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

You could be doe jane or bane, ain't no track disc this train don't fit