Mary Jane

So the story begins
Where you wouldn't believe
It was the perfect weather outside
Bout 30 degrees
We was hangin' outside
And rollin our trees
Lightin our blunts, nigga
And passing our weed

My momma frontin and she say that I'm addicted
So I'm conflicted
But hold up, pause it
Saturday mornin she taking her deposit
Take a moment to think
Maybe she caused it

But it's too late
The damage has been done
Momma managed to lay hands on her very own son
I shed tears for a few hours
Until I see the sun and fantasize about leaving
But I knew I wouldn't run (Damn)

I'm at an all time low
I'mma forget this weed shit
I think I'm letting it go
And now it's starting to show
Hey mama
I don't do weed any longer but as a matter of fact
I'm moving to something that's stronger

This is the story of a teenage boy
Too young for drinking alcohol
Too old for the toys
He was crying out for help
Smoking all of these joints
Then he loses his voice
I still remember the noise
Screamin'

Da da daaa
Da da daa
Da da da

I need help
I need help
I need help
Screamin'

Da da da
Da da daa
Da da da daa

Do you understand
Can you please just give a hand screamin'

Da da
Da da da
Da da daa

I know you doubt it
So I can't talk about it
All the fame
And the money
And the power
And the bitches
And the lies
And the fakeness
I could probably live without it
Like

The world is different
And evil starts to spread
He chose to smoke a little weed and now the little boy is dead
You know what's really funny
He was tryna make some bread
Until they caught him in the streets and put a bullet in his head

Now due to lack of affection
His family lost a connection
Now teach your parents a lesson
To give you love and affection
Cause really
In this world, you never choose to leave
Maybe you'll smoke a little weed and put some blood on leaves