This is a song about "Bk"

Fuck all slobs kill them with a knife bk all day every day crip life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Can't stop won't stop, throwin' bk every day till my blue casket drops