This is a song about "They call me cg cause i m cameryn gangsta"

Everybody in cg knows where i be....buhh i hear yuer lookin for me....yue know

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer

Call me walter white, cause i break bad in business,

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

So ironic how they call me cracker, i could crack 'em back,

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Cause, see, they call me a menace and if the shoe fits i'll wear it

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites