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

Leave your show cancelled, leave 'em with no answer

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

See me round the green like a diamond in the rough

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,

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

I'm sitting in this fucking chair

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Because i smoke on the green

Pass the pot, sitting in my throne like its camelot

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Catch me sitting in the kitchen pitching thoughts for my mission