This is a song about "Conor b"

Must be something you want me to see

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

Or you'll drive me crazy

B-lo's got the back of me

So give it baby

I don't need no props b/

Must protect lil b at all cost

Before your roll get popped

Has taken four years to just put out an album, b

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

One day my dad told me if i didn't get a b