This is a song about "George gets whipped"

And i feared that my fans say i failed

While your family gets disgraced

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Yalls shit is so simple, even george isnt curious

Whipped that shit out, and ain't no doubt about it

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

They saying you're george rush, it's unanimous

Like a fucking pussy whipped bitch, who just seemed like he needed

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream

We self-made but never is an i on the team

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Pistol whipped to brain bits running around pavement

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

They whipped 'til they ripped his skin and almost had him torn in two