This is a song about "St mary s old boys rugby"

I get thrown around like a rugby ball but atleast i tried,

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Marijuana blazer, that mary lane,

I'm going off the top of the brain

U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom