This is a song about "G eazy"

Yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

I am my inspiration

Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection

-w.a, cube, hey, doc, ren, yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

My slight fo's just talk dirty

But apparently its talent g,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

A demon that feeds of my inner g

I can't rock the mic like eazy dre and ren

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

You under me what's your color g?

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

On hip hop and grime my g,