This is a song about "Green crayons"

Man this life is but a dream

My time is spent mostly counting green

To the green im dedicated

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

As i light one for ill will

Or medicine in a green bottle

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

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Doesnt mean you have to turn so green

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Got these bezzells on my wrist, bitch im smoking on that green.

Bout that green like baby bop

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop