she's the love of my life, i call her mary jane/
laws, family, or women will never take her away/
moral of my story is my weed is here to stay/
she's always been there for me, in times of work and play//
i like watching her green turn to ashes/
see the bowl empty, burnt with matches//
thick weed smoke i like to keep in my lungs/
smoke bud all day, we like to stay high, son//