This is a song about "Erica gee"

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!

But how the fuck did you become a gee

Fuck that now trying get the money

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Coz i smoke just like real gee

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

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

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

Cause i'm batman with the pump, johnny johnny

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

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city