This is a song about "Mary go round"

But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born

I bet you try and lose round one just to go home to eat a cinnabon

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

420 scorching, got us blazing mary

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

I wish we could meet in the ring, go round to round

Facing me around, take another round

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

Marijuana blazer, that mary lane,

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Go round for round with the best of the best

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

My relation is on and off with mary

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Bloody mary bloody mary bloody mary's a bitch