This is a song about "B jay"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

But you just listen to whats supposed to be "cool" b.

Lets come up to my city

U about to get murdered b

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Before your roll get popped

Must protect lil b at all cost

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Getting higher than a fuking blue jay.

Imma take over new b

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces