This is a song about "Mr g"

You be tapping like a mr

Said when i do dirt wit her

Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g

A military mind mean money

But five years from now i bet she see

Trying to be a cool g

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Go and diss me you're history missing g

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

We call each other homie g,

We came.. way too far pretty baby

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck