This is a song about "I b"

See, b- there used to days i couldn't grind it,

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

But i'm better than u n dnt wanna b the same as u i fukn hate u

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Rap is music with real substance b

And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl

*cough cough*, that girl is a ball i toss her around like im playing b ball

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

When i run b-town i got size 11's on my feet