This is a song about "Green lanter"

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

People wonder why grass is green,

I dream of makin green/

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Republican's won't do shit, they just dupe us for easy green,

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Or medicine in a green bottle

I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model

Because i smoke on the green

Caged, and the wonder is seen

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Doesnt mean you have to turn so green