Mary Jane you releive my pain
i seek your joy but you reck my brain
that sweet smell, of that thick freash smoke
or inhaleing that big toke that you choke
the blunt that burnt so smooth and clean
to the time where you get dealt real peen
the time we spent all summer long
watching movies like Cheech and Chong
its time i stoped burning that chronic
in reality, thats just moronic
ive floated on this cloud way to long
its time i stoped and left you alone.