This is a song about "G o b"

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

Malia family, we the family

Nah you flow whacker than lil' b

Please boo what's your size crazy

With a fronted silent g.

Now that am no longer b i g

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I drop o after o of the loud,

"could of cost your life b"

And my kick game beyond crazy

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

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