This is a song about "Green pants"

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.

Because i smoke on the green

I see a young teen

To the same plant, and the same pants

We getting money, you can face the facts

Its never dark cause were smoking that green

Come see real niggas on my team

Attached like pants keepin casual

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Your pants get hit with cancer