Mary jane is my mother
A metaphor, for the insecure
Your man wale in his own damn lane
Is this fuckin mary jane
Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side
Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride
The youngest of my mother kids
Lighting up mary jane; that loud chick's
And reflect on the rap game, i came
As snoop lion passes the mary jane
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
420 scorching, got us blazing mary
And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day
Mary doesn't seem to mind the stench of the decay,
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