This is a song about "Canibus green lockback machette grow farm whore house microphone ledgend"

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Shorty feelin noxious from the canibus smoke/

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

"mike go home" as i snatch the microphone

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

I ain't happy with the score

But she’s a slut she’s whore

Just before they seen my money in the green

Weed must be white house green see the lean

Visual orgasms caused by spams in the microphone,

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

Late nights, just me and the microphone

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

When you took my hand up so calm

Raising mutants on a farm.