This is a song about "Green liquor"

Thought police, your mind's not green.

For thinking you clean

They stay sippin liquor inside a silver chalice

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin' with the liquor

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Off this liquor with a stripper

Tv dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

Drowning my sorrows in a cheap bottle of liquor

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Party hearty hardly awake, mind blank from the hard liquor

Stamp no lick her,,tipsy off the liquor,

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Drama makes me really, like liquor like liquor