This is a song about "King lik g"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

With a fronted silent g.

On hip hop and grime my g,

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

But they can't do nothing to a g/

High heel wearer, hell of a body

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Im happier when high and drunk

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,

But apparently its talent g,

But five years from now i bet she see