This is a song about "Going b"

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Queen b would have you servin tea/

I dare you, come at me b

So give it baby

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

U about to get murdered b

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Emcee m b, remember the name.

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/