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?