This is a song about "Maru jane"

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

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

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

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

Wanting to leave but always coming back to mary jane

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

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

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

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

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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

Like this rotten candy beat with biggie smalls speech

As snoop lion passes the mary jane

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

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

Lighting up mary jane; that loud chick's