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Lil’ Wayne has a problem unique to rappers, and most Mary Jane readers.  Wayne, who is facing felony charges for gun possession, is trying to sell his Miami condo.  There’s just a slight problem though: the unmistakable smell of the ganja is too powerful to be ignored.  Judging from the reactions to the smell and the overall lifestyle of the emcee, it shouldn’t be too big a problem.  Read on to find out just what the hell I’m talking about.

According to a report from All Hip Hop Wayne’s housing broker is having an interesting time when he shows the upscale apartment:

“My fiancée and I called to make an appointment to see it, and the broker, deadpan, goes, ‘I have two questions: Are you offended by the smell of marijuana?” an unidentified couple told the NY Post. “And do you mind coming late in the afternoon? It’s currently rented by Lil Wayne, and these are not morning people.”

The 3 bedroom and 2 bath apartment is being listed by the landlord for $520,000.  Careful to schedule the viewing in the afternoon, the couple still walked into a rap video.

“Once we got there, a member of Wayne’s posse opened the door to the overwhelming smell of marijuana. Two hot, rap-video-looking girls were walking around in nothing but a bra and underwear, blasting hip-hop. We just went in and looked around and tried not to stare.  He had a perfectly organized closet of crisp T-shirts on hangers, neatly stacked piles of XXL magazine, and a fully stocked bar featuring multiple bottles of Hennessy Black.”

Can you imagine arriving at a scene like that?  It’s a dream come true for the readers of this blog.  Lil’ Wayne has been something of a poster boy for the hip hop lifestyle.  That means a lot of the sticky icky and some cough syrup thrown in for good measure.  His stance has courted controversy throughout his career, but he’s never wavered from his indulgences, once telling Katie Couric on the Today Show.

“Whatever the hell was in my cup the reaction I did was get more popular, more successful, learn how to play guitar, put on the autotune and stretched my voice, and became #1 in the country with everything I dropped. I should probably pick that cup back up,” Wayne argued. “I will stand up for marijuana any day. I’m a rapper. That’s who I am, Miss Katie, and I am a gangster and I do what I want. And I love to smoke. And I smoke.”

Well then.  I think I speak for most of the readers when I say good luck to Wayne.   I hope he serves his time and comes back with a sick album about how cough syrup got him through the whole experience.