This is a song about "King lik g"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Now that am no longer b i g

But apparently its talent g,

The good kid from the ugly city

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

If you ain't about money

With a fronted silent g.

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

A demon that feeds of my inner g

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Lets come up to my city

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

But ion show no love g