This is a song about "Old g"

When bret hart meet brett farve

Real g when i'm spitting bars

I'm a grade a o g

They say nothings ever free

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Go and diss me you're history missing g

Bitch, they call it motor city

Trying to be a cool g

She can make a pimp fall in love

G stands for g.a.y not genius

On they twitter writing novels, see

God wouldnt save you cause his name start with a g

We got money to go get baby

On hip hop and grime my g,