This is a song about "Conor b"

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Rap is music with real substance b

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

First name dizzy last name b

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

U about to get murdered b

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

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

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

A rational b j given by your raps

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Nah you flow whacker than lil' b