This is a song about "Nick g"

We call each other homie g,

Plottin' don’t even worry

But they can't do nothing to a g/

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

Trying to be a cool g

But make sure if they do see

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Now that am no longer b i g

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

I'm so damn quick they you would rather stick to that boy nick