This is a song about "Killing raf and sellin green"

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

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

Soaring around, killing titans and their legions/

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

I'm killing rappers and throwing their bodies aside/

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,

So much green and it's entirely for me and these fiends,

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

Possessed, i kill everyone, and started killing myself

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz