This is a song about "G o b"

Ran outside to see the big show

But look, she went and dialled triple o

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I'm the real o. g on the pc, shoot g. a. t. t's need some vitamin oh gee!

"could of cost your life b"

It was just another party

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

Third ward general, young cash money

With a fronted silent g.

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Time after time, again and again

Nah you flow whacker than lil' b

Fuck fame, fuck money