This is a song about "B"

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Has taken four years to just put out an album, b

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

U about to get murdered b

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

I don't need no props b/

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Look b**** don't speak on my kid again,

Nah you flow whacker than lil' b

And now that i’m getting money