This is a song about "G kill bitches"

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

It's surreal how many bitches kill before the beat would seal.

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

Im a emcee heavy weight,quicker than g

You under me what's your color g?

While i'm making history

You see now that nigga lonely

With a fronted silent g.

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

But they can't do nothing to a g/

A demon that feeds of my inner g

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy