This is a song about "Big g"

Now that am no longer b i g

So while the world goes drake crazy

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

But apparently its talent g,

Trying to be a cool g

You see now that nigga lonely

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Real g when i'm spitting bars

We call each other homie g,

Summertime in the city

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

And if you think wayne's more of a king than b-i-g,

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,