This is a song about "G fuel"

So while the world goes drake crazy

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

G stands for g.a.y not genius

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

I'm a grade a o g

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Do you feel the heat from my fire, fuel my flame

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame