This is a song about "Mary jamison"

And everywhere that mary went it wretched her through the mud,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

My relation is on and off with mary

Wanting to leave but always coming back to mary jane

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

And mary jane never cease to amaze me.

Bloody mary bloody mary bloody mary's a bitch

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

, if u called her in advance, and did the dance of mary

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee