This is a song about "Cazza b"

Looking at your money

Da real queen spellin b

Look b**** don't speak on my kid again,

Bet i get like 8 of them

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

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

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Nah you flow whacker than lil' b

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

A rational b j given by your raps

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/