This is a song about "Dana is the g"

People stop me in the club and they're saying hey g

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

Home grown, is the g that i've shown.

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

You in lame in real life, but real g on the track

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

He want to be a real g at killing the puss

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

You can still see heaven but not the one for a g

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

I'm a g; like the letter before h

Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change