This is a song about "Detroit g z"

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Glorifying puppets like jay-z to push agendas,

Blast tracks in class, em, nas, and jay z

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Trying to be a cool g

Cause all i want is you, baby

We call each other homie g,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

With a fronted silent g.

And its simple as that baby

But apparently its talent g,

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

But five years from now i bet she see

But ion show no love g