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

Together all the timethought it was true love

See me round the green like a diamond in the rough

In the sand hes positioned, switching sitting from standing

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

I snatch your girl if you're slipping

Locked in this #position i'm sitting,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Pass the pot, sitting in my throne like its camelot

Like i'm stuck in a screen and the colour is green

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

Grapes of knowledge growing green, toss em in the well,