Back to This Green Video (MV)

Askin why I keep going back to this green
I have a deeper reason, I swear that I'm not a fiend
You don't realize the places that I've really been
Traumas in life cannot be unseen
Why we call it a drug
The healer that grew up from the mud
Anxiety, stress from all the people catchin' these slugs
I could never give it up
No
I could never give it up
A new wave from these rhythms I couldn't see before
The finer the green the more I see it open doors
It's like I can visualize every single f*ckin' chord
'Long i keep on writing' know I'm never gettin' bored
Measuring my mental knowing that I'm alright
Without this buzz I wouldn't have seen the light
Doing so much now my schedule's really tight
But I ain't bouta fall, bigger achievements are sight,
Yea
They're in sight
This isn't really the way that I wanted it
Nonchalant and shit
Once I get it, Then I know that I'll be flaunting it
I'll be flaunting it,
I'm bolding and I'm changing up the f*cking font of it
Not all of it
But I'mma smoke it till I got another job to hit
Controversial, just ignoring all the politics
Yea
I'm Ignoring all the politics
Ignoring where the problems is
Uh
Askin why I keep going back to this green
I have a deeper reason, I swear that I'm not a fiend
You don't realize the places that I've really been
Traumas in life cannot be unseen
Why we call it a drug
The healer that grew up from the mud
Anxiety, stress from all the people catchin' these slugs
I could never give it up
No
I could never give it up
An expression of words with a double meaning
The green describes the world, and all of its healing
Gets rid of what I'm dealing, all of this pain I'm feeling
I'm getting high, I'm getting high, and I don't have a reason
To care for anything you gotta say so f*cking leave it
At least what I write in these songs are things i f*cking mean it
They gunna tell me that I'm stupid but I know I'm happy
It's only helped me get a grip of what has happened lately
Decisions I didn't know I would make so early
I see it coming , it's approaching and I've got it nearly
My career, about to blow and it's f*cking crazy
I can feel it in my bones it's getting scary
It isn't blow, it's the dro, can you stop complaining?
My difference in the understanding is not like the most
Don't believe me but I'm telling you you gunna know
It's a fact that I can rap so get on out the door
Uh
I'll be laughing when you begging and I'm making dough
Askin why i keep going back to this green
I have a deeper reason, I swear that I'm not a fiend
You don't realize the places that I've really been
Traumas in life cannot be unseen
Why we call it a drug
The healer that grew up from the mud
Anxiety, stress from all the people catchin' these slugs
I could never give it up
No
I could never give it up