This is a song about "Maarten jane"

Lifting your bitch like blaine - what a shame she's an average jane

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

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

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

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

We're made for each other

Mary jane is my mother

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

And mary jane never cease to amaze me.

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

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