This is a song about "Molly and mary"

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time//

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

And everywhere that mary went, it stared into her soul,

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

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

Dont look at this as a preech .. look at it as a speech/

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And we don't care about these new rappers poppin' a molly,

Mary was hairy and lucy wants to marry me,

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Judging from your clothes and your girls and the molly in your lip