This is a song about "Green eggs"

To the green im dedicated

We never tattle, let god handle that

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Fire on my mind like im green

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

That green like iguana

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

While we suffer in summer our supper is eggs

Or medicine in a green bottle

This shit just look like a novel

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

I keep it crackin like denny's eggs, cuz im the chef,

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Lil money i pay my own bills. shut ya eggs up for they rotten