This is a song about "Wearing green"

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

I'll detect ya wearing ya grandmothers sweater i

While wearing blindfolds /i'll slice throats

Cause the head of the game no cheat codes

Tummy hungry for the dull green

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

When wearing super skinny jeans.

Show ‘em how much they really mean

I dream of makin green/

Thought police, your mind's not green.

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Moping around in rome wearing a toga

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

People wonder why grass is green,