This is a song about "Sarah jane"

20 racks really thats sneaker money

And mary jane never cease to amaze me.

I wanted the money and never the fame

Got mary jane, i got mary jane.

And mary jane.. i done vaped her

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

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

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Sniffin cocaine like sarah palin

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

But sarah palin, guarantee i'll jack off to you later

Better than alcohol in everyway my mary jane, is showing everyone her thang,

Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thangcall it automatic bang, bang, bang