This is a song about "Green snow that glows"

But now that im surrounded by green, all i can say is fuck the old me,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Here comes snow, so now you know that winter's coming

They rooting for me, they say a nigga buzzing

Salad be tossy, green as the thing that survives the bomb

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Its never dark cause were smoking that green

Proves that ignorance is bliss

That the green is his motive

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Maybe it was the cold, the snow and rain that made her feel pain

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

And broke niggas make me hesitant. im all about that green like a mexican that