This is a song about "G fly"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

G stands for g.a.y not genius

And panned out, i'm all in love

No more will we cry

Who's that looking so fly?

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Go and diss me you're history missing g

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Bitch, you're a penguin, and penguins don't fly.

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

A demon that feeds of my inner g

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see