This is a song about "Sitting in the green gress"

See me round the green like a diamond in the rough

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Wake up in the morning sitting on my bed

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Okay now listen, sitting here taking in the different aspirations of life,

Sitting in the vile muck just awaiting for death

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

You aint wantin the green,

For thinking you clean

With such an ugly picture in it and

Sitting on the world, i got life in my hand