This is a song about "Green shirt"

Pushed twirled and rushed no time to hurl

Lift her shirt them titties bezerk (damn girl)

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

With a shirt saying fuck the world.

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

I got a dollar and a dream

Fire on my mind like im green

Got a button down shirt, pop a collar

And that i spent the night with her

Stop the crying there mascara on her shirt

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

You aint wantin the green,

I see a young teen