This is a song about "Erica gee"

But how the fuck did you become a gee

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And randy, and all of rappad, oh gee gnarly.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

They've stomped me into the mud, gee for what reason, you stumped me

Third ward general, young cash money

Coz i smoke just like real gee

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

But none should be royal gee just people overly spoiled bee,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I'm the real o. g on the pc, shoot g. a. t. t's need some vitamin oh gee!