This is a song about "Nothing but a g thang"

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

And talking shit we gon' party all day

The world is nothing but a guilty stairway

Trying to be a cool g

We got money to go get baby

Catch me out in bourbon screamin' "money ain't a thang"

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Till there's nothing left, but a psychotic grin

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I'm a contender, you're nothing but a pretender/

But apparently its talent g,

A military mind mean money