This is a song about "B reel"

I dare you, come at me b

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

I don't need no props b/

And my kick game beyond crazy

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

One day my dad told me if i didn't get a b

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

Must protect lil b at all cost

C’mon and let’s chill baby

U about to get murdered b

Fuck wit lil b heres a molotov

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

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

Hey, must be the money

My name is razor b