This is a song about "Kris green"

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Bout that green like baby bop

That cellphone that i bought

You aint wantin the green,

Man this life is but a dream

Because i smoke on the green

Caged, and the wonder is seen

I dream of makin green/

For thinking you clean

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Doesnt mean you have to turn so green

Are your a guy that sticks to green?

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Its never dark cause were smoking that green