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

Fire on my mind like im green

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Sleep ain't guaranteed when green is present

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

My style is unique that's why i'm gonna win, freak!

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

I love her and this is why she's my favourite love song

In the sniper i'm sighing, i'm crying why is my luck

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

With a fistfull of poop,

Pockets probably like fried food

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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