This is a song about "Green meadows"

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

We were doing okay, we were never stackin' green,

To the green im dedicated

Pass that, catch back, fast that

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Its never dark cause were smoking that green

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I dream of makin green/

Doesnt mean you have to turn so green

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Thought police, your mind's not green.

For thinking you clean

Fire on my mind like im green

But i wear mine on my head, supreme