This is a song about "Strip club beer mary jane"

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

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

Shouldn't have to turn my words into objects just to make a figure of speech

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

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

I'll save you mary jane, but she gone by the morning

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Wanting to leave but always coming back to mary jane

Saw the virgin mary

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Bloody mary bloody mary bloody mary's a bitch

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up