This is a song about "Smoke the green dragon"

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

C.r.e.a.m. was the motto, wanted the lotto and easy green,

I smoke on the best smoke

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

To the green im dedicated

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

That the green is his motive

It's a beautiful bliss

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Grinding real hard got the green in the front of the car, smoke coming out of