This is a song about "Collar greens"

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

If i could, i'd plant some greens over all their fucking riches

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

It's truly liver, who knew we'd prosper

Got a button down shirt, pop a collar

Gime a second, busy cookin greens in the kitchen,

Beat it up and leave faster than the rocket engine

And i got 'em every day, every day

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Grab him by his collar bone, and throw him down the stairs like im tossin a stone,

You just working with the scraps you was given

Bitch smoke your greens, you need that nutrition,