This is a song about "Clutching and b busting"

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Da real queen spellin b

Me in a frame busting a nut till i can feel my gut hurting and almost bursting.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

I graff', graph and graft; a b-boy that breaks physics.

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

And not just the shit about busting caps

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

First name dizzy last name b

Took my heart away from money

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips