This is a song about "Couple g"

Took my heart away from money

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

And i must admit

G-unit would make of it!

To grab a couple knives

Then put it into sex drive

A demon that feeds of my inner g

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Im a emcee heavy weight,quicker than g

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Go and diss me you're history missing g