This is a song about "Scotty g"

Like pippen' beaming scotty his back up was rodney

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Go and diss me you're history missing g

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

I've spent more nights tripping, then fans of scotty pippin

We call each other homie g,

Do you think i'm crazy

My g"s have been handcuffed,

If you ever feel alone and

You just don't have the power to restrain that, scotty

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Beaming all joy down to hell as if my name was scotty.

Trying to catch me riding dirty

On hip hop and grime my g,