This is a song about "Jane is a wanker"

Time after time, again and again

Got mary jane, i got mary jane.

Yo this is a rapper?

Yeah, they call me country grammar

You're insane, in the membrane, dependent on mary jane.

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

Lighting up mary jane; that loud chick's

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

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

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Life is a game of chess and mine is on a stalemate

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

Better than alcohol in everyway my mary jane, is showing everyone her thang,

It was hard to quitstarted out drinkin’ forties moved to harder shitgoddamn, now i’ma grown man