This is a song about "G life"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Summertime in the city

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

On hip hop and grime my g,

You see now that nigga lonely

You under me what's your color g?

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

You in lame in real life, but real g on the track

Trying to be a cool g

Let me rideuntil i get free