This is a song about "Im the g"

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

He want to be a real g at killing the puss

Find the g spot even when the clit tight/

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

When deep inside drugs are the only appearance, 10 a g, you're dealers

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

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

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

But i'm back, g, makin' the game reek of cat pee.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You can still see heaven but not the one for a g

You in lame in real life, but real g on the track

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

People stop me in the club and they're saying hey g