This is a song about "G s"

So gon' and be my dealer baby

With a fronted silent g.

Go and diss me you're history missing g

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

I just want somebody i can see

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Now i can draw your face up pretty