This is a song about "I m g dobble o d"

Bitch, i might make you my baby

I'm a grade a o g

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

I mean surely you see you can't be hurting a g

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Thinks they can play in my m-o

I hit the studio

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

But i think i like that, just maybe

Im the only young j d-o

You good man, we don't want you

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

And just maybe i will go easy on you little ( g ), cause your raps are ( o ), made my comp blow