This is a song about "Green"

Toking green hoping for dopamine

Chasing money in the city of crime

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

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

I dream of makin green/

Bitches pursue me like a dream

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

We self-made but never is an i on the team

I just know what you mean

People wonder why grass is green,

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

Amen, they say you only live once

Thought police, your mind's not green.

Show ‘em how much they really mean

That the green is his motive

And you ride with this