This is a song about "Caza b"

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

This is like riding through the city

Rap is music with real substance b

It's a battlejust for tha big money

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

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

And its simple as that baby

First name dizzy last name b

So much gold, they might as well call me midas b

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Queen b would have you servin tea/

What them tippers don't see

Emcee m b, remember the name.

I'll never call you bitch again