This is a song about "Mary poppins"

Lighting up mary jane; that loud chick's

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

Mary doesn't seem to mind the stench of the decay,

Lazies swallow trough autotrophs thats mary jane

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Fire up that vm like it's mary jane

Wanting to leave but always coming back to mary jane

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

Saw the virgin mary

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

420 scorching, got us blazing mary

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

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