This is a song about "Hep b"

Bait baby, wait baby

I don't need no props b/

Must protect lil b at all cost

A working genius, a work of art

Summertime in the city

Da real queen spellin b

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Emcee m b, remember the name.

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

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Fuck wit lil b heres a molotov

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

U about to get murdered b

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy