This is a song about "My foot is green"

Better tell me the truth because my foot is half out the door

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

6 foot 7 foot 8 foot or 9,my raps are better than all your shit combined,

People wonder why grass is green,

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

My time is spent mostly counting green

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Fuck with mine, i'll put my foot up your ass

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

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

Always asked my father could he please send some green,