This is a song about "Real g"

On hip hop and grime my g,

But am i less holy

The good kid from the ugly city

You under me what's your color g?

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Must be something you want me to see

Lets come up to my city

I'm a grade a o g

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

But apparently its talent g,

Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city