This is a song about "Green 20tea 20bitch"

Come see real niggas on my team

Tummy hungry for the dull green

That the green is his motive

Well, we are the roses

Fire on my mind like im green

People don't condone what they've never seen

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

A disease, involves me hittin that green

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

Bout that green like baby bop

Or medicine in a green bottle

As i light one for ill will

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

Is bein' mean, showin' lean, triple beams, easy green,

Cause we been off them slave ships

Mo' green numbers than the matrix