This is a song about "Green pubes"

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

That green like iguana

Now hey little mama

My time is spent mostly counting green

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

To the green im dedicated

And i put you on the team

Thought police, your mind's not green.

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Bout that green like baby bop

Caged, and the wonder is seen

I dream of makin green/

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

But i guess that shit's just tough love