This is a song about "Hollyweed holyweed looking like its green"

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

Like i'm stuck in a screen and the colour is green

And its funny. that i eat green and make it too

For a brick or two, really put an end to you

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Looking like osama,

Now he looking like a clown

We be like.. down

Now hey little mama

That green like iguana

Without you i'm like grass without the colour green

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

And not a copy

Girls looking like barbie

But its trouble that’s looking for me.

I delete they history