This is a song about "Your the g"

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

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

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Home grown, is the g that i've shown.

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Can't forget the rap-singers nate dogg and warren g,

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

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

When deep inside drugs are the only appearance, 10 a g, you're dealers