This is a song about "Getting b"

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

A rational b j given by your raps

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

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

I came up hungry

Imma take over new b

B-lo's got the back of me

Bait baby, wait baby

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

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

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Must protect lil b at all cost

Guess i'll meet her right back at start