This is a song about "Daniel green"

Thought police, your mind's not green.

I got a dollar and a dream

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Tummy hungry for the dull green

Some ca green, sounds like terrific

It shows i know a bit

Like i'm stuck in a screen and the colour is green

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

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Bout that green like baby bop

Welcome to organized crime

Toking green hoping for dopamine

When you feel like this

That the green is his motive