This is a song about "Why is my poop green"

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

No i rap correctly every time, my mind is sharp i don't know why/

I wonder why my serious music is truly never played at shows,

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Indiscriminate so my vision is red and green like christmases

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Why this cancer is trying to take my beautiful wife from me.

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Is bein' mean, showin' lean, triple beams, easy green,

Fire on my mind like im green

Bitches pursue me like a dream