This is a song about "Mrs g"

With a fronted silent g.

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

On hip hop and grime my g,

But am i less holy

You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Cause time is money

But ion show no love g

We call each other homie g,

While i'm making history

They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

They say i talk like im god body

Now that am no longer b i g