This is a song about "B low"

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

B-b-back to the #future making bread out of #toast,

Da real queen spellin b

Than the muse of a family

Took my heart away from money

First name dizzy last name b

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

A rational b j given by your raps

Fuck wit lil b heres a molotov

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

Look it something they can't ever see