This is a song about "Aidan drouse goes to scranton and is in green skwad"

He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

I work for weeks and lurk the streets learnin how to earn the green/

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Mid-state and green it seems, is where all my niggaz be

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

My flow is forever yours comes and goes.

That the green is his motive

She dont have a problem with, with

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

And my d is 12 inches and it goes really deep

Simeon smoke plenty green and addicted to rippin beats/

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

In fact it is nigga but it's green know what i'm saying?