This is a song about "The real g"

He want to be a real g at killing the puss

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

Real g when i'm spitting bars

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Always stay true stick to the g code

Ever since then i had no job

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

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

Been locked up eight years on the real

I don't gotta be here

Just to show him he aint g, he aint slinging the crack

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag