This is a song about "B reel"

See i'm breathing for a purpose

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

Trying to catch me riding dirty

I dare you, come at me b

Fuck wit lil b heres a molotov

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Rap is music with real substance b

But am i less holy

Da real queen spellin b

I don't need no props b/

Lets come up to my city

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Must protect lil b at all cost

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

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