This is a song about "Gee forty"

Let me rideuntil i get free

But how the fuck did you become a gee

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Coz i smoke just like real gee

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Could be so thorny, make me want to drink a forty

Pardon that jargon but since i'm balling they getting salty

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

But none should be royal gee just people overly spoiled bee,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Not with all of em, maybe forty