This is a song about "Mrs green"

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Republican's won't do shit, they just dupe us for easy green,

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

Secret missives to the mrs

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Doesnt mean you have to turn so green

Fire on my mind like im green

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

That green like iguana

My all gold rolly or the

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

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

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

A disease, involves me hittin that green

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me