This is a song about "Green weenie"

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

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

She dont have a problem with, with

That the green is his motive

Its never dark cause were smoking that green

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Fire on my mind like im green

The bitches is everything in between

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

A disease, involves me hittin that green

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

Is bein' mean, showin' lean, triple beams, easy green,

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

To the green im dedicated

That green like iguana

My all gold rolly or the