This is a song about "Bullies g"

Thinkin' 'bout the bullies and the hate they misdirect,

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Or you'll drive me crazy

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Bullies were first next were the teachers then later to the principal

As those bullies played there sick and twisted game,

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

But he's bullied, bullies is what you cocks are,

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Walk that body, talk that body

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