This is a song about "The beginnin g"

Worked up from the very bottom now i'm fucking g/

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Ya boy, i never quit, this is just the fuckin beginnin of my apocalypse of lyrics

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

People stop me in the club and they're saying hey g

I'm a g; like the letter before h

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Pawning my chain in the shop

Make her scream my name, thats the g spot

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

But i'm back, g, makin' the game reek of cat pee.

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

Find the g spot even when the clit tight/

He want to be a real g at killing the puss

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours