This is a song about "Nick g van and josh"

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

A military mind mean money

Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

People stop me in the club and they're saying hey g

Can't forget the rap-singers nate dogg and warren g,

And all women who had light features, see

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Pushing in my mama van

Took my heart away from money

On hip hop and grime my g,

Told josh and vlad boy they were glad

Where the black girls get their weaves back