This is a song about "Realest g"

Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

The realest in the game, i'm bumpin' tupac in this bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich

I’m a hustla, baby

On hip hop and grime my g,

I keep it the realest stay hotter than a fever

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

A demon that feeds of my inner g

Trying to catch me riding dirty

I'm a grade a o g

They say nothings ever free

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,

Trying to be a cool g

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free