This is a song about "Green people"

Some ca green, sounds like terrific

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Aight santana man...let's do this

That the green is his motive

So let's have a toast, everything fine

Toking green hoping for dopamine

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

C.r.e.a.m. was the motto, wanted the lotto and easy green,

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Its never dark cause were smoking that green

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

A disease, involves me hittin that green

They bringing me fish and chips

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

Got these bezzells on my wrist, bitch im smoking on that green.

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen