This is a song about "B to the r"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery

I killed my manager with an iron

U r the ass who made me learn...

U about to get murdered b

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

This freestyle ain't for the weak, strictly r rated

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Verse one: 2paci take a shot of henessey now i'm strong enough to face the madness

.but running the whole city.finnaly comin up..now everbody wanna b us

Like an r&b singer, bitch i'm a believer,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

You chose a gay r&b beat? are you a psychopath?

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

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