This is a song about "The green hornet"

Elmcrest just copped the bush, the green so lush

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Gotta wait till it hits the green sights.

Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Eighteen, green, clean and fresh on the scene,

The sickest king who's kickin' green and stackin' all the frickin' streams,

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Smoking green to forget the real scene