This is a song about "Cruising like a b"

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Like an r&b singer, bitch i'm a believer,

Whilst i'm bruising, cruising,

Through thick and thin

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Better check ur facts b, i pop tags like its acne,

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

I miss ya like a bitch with big tits and her brassiere, b

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

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

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

Screamin for ya mommy like dat b*tch gona help/