This is a song about "Grass is green"

Your life is a product of trash

They all snakes in the grass

In fact my past is the raddest, filled with bags of grass and captain caps

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

Your developmental league don’t see a team

Without you i'm like grass without the colour green

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Indiscriminate so my vision is red and green like christmases

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Pass it to the left, good grass is enough