This is a song about "Dissing petey g"

But apparently its talent g,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

"how can hopsin be the one that he's dissing?"

You know that love is a very serious thing

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

But ion show no love g

Look it something they can't ever see

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

We call each other homie g,

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

You trying real hard to appeal to someone

Ignoring my dissing keeping outta beef 'n

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

You a lady boss, now you fly free