This is a song about "G strings"

Let's have a toast for this new love

G stands for g.a.y not genius

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

We call each other homie g,

But ion show no love g

Hey, must be the money

I'm pulling all the strings, son, you feel the tension

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

And its simple as that baby

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

A demon that feeds of my inner g

I delete they history

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g