This is a song about "Stay green"

Bring the battering ram where you live

That the green is his motive

Should i stay? i need to stay.

Rub my back, then let me lay

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Or medicine in a green bottle

Are your a guy that sticks to green?

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

And i put you on the team

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

Ever since then i had no job

Bout that green like baby bop

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

People wonder why grass is green,