This is a song about "G nights"

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Now that am no longer b i g

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

And people call me a user, but i want you

Dancing with models and nights still seem new

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Been spending most our lives

In the coldest days darkest nights

A military mind mean money

On hip hop and grime my g,

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Through the cloudy nights and stormy days

Late nights, just me and the microphone

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home