This is a song about "Chef g"

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Chopping threw lyrics like im a masked chef

Crack dealer, master chef, i own the kitchen

You just working with the scraps you was given

But apparently its talent g,

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

I keep it crackin like denny's eggs, cuz im the chef,

So, just tell me something about yourself

Trying to be a cool g

What them tippers don't see

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I fly a tailor and a private chef from sicily

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

Was thrown into my closet, to make room for the chef.

Im a emcee heavy weight,quicker than g

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free