This is a song about "Conor b"

Must be something you want me to see

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

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

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

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

Da real queen spellin b

Cause you love me, call me daddy

"could of cost your life b"

Bitch, they call it motor city

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Rap is music with real substance b

Rub the wood and ima show em love

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff