Playa? 
Playa?!
Who you be foolin’ fool?
I swim laps around that pool
Pimp status
Feeling crass I
Eat thee
Feed me
Nom on poet trees
Shakespeare’s head, body of bark
Vitamin D, and THC, 
Calcium, Vita C
I need thee, like thee need me
Mary Jane in captivity
Locked up behind Xanex bars
Hordes of rebel teens
Obey her call 
From locked jail cells, she embodies criminals
40 ounce, feeling sick N all
A pack of cigs, a hand job or two
Oh the things we do,
just for you.
Our devotion paid in prison cells 
All caused by plant cells 
And needing to sell
To stay off the streets
Mary Jane,
you beckon, so sweet.