This is a song about "Red yellow green"

Covered the room in splattered red,

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Found dead covered in red

God bless the dead

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Because i smoke on the green

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

People wonder why grass is green,

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Take ya ass down the yellow brink road motherfucker

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

Y'all can't stick to no g code

I dream of makin green/

And i put you on the team