This is a song about "Mc g money"

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

On hip hop and grime my g,

Rising higher than any mc

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

I'm a grade a o g

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Trying to catch me riding dirty

We call each other homie g,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Now that am no longer b i g

I'mma make it rain trick

To try and become the next mc

Cause mc crown wears his mc crown

As soon as i touch down