Mary Jane (unfinished)
Roaming in her lushious green paths of psycheldelic pastures
I wonder through and inhale her tangyness
I find bliss in the aftermath of our becoming one.
She becoming me and I her.
Enveloping each other in love and contentment.
I only have heart eyes for her.
The only girl i'd go gay for.
The only girl i would go all the way for and still give more.
But i know she aint loyal.
She only come around when the money is flowing
When my pockets overflowing with cash.
She take my last dollar if i let her have it.
Do you love me Mary Jane?
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