This is a song about "G money"

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

A demon that feeds of my inner g

Now that am no longer b i g

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Y’all only in it for the cars

Real g when i'm spitting bars

You under me what's your color g?

Fuck that now trying get the money

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

We call each other homie g,

Please boo what's your size crazy