This is a song about "I b"

They say nothings ever free

My name is razor b

So while the world goes drake crazy

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

But am i less holy

Da real queen spellin b

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

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

My lady, my baby

U about to get murdered b

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

We forever be real, we'll never fold

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

And if you think wayne's more of a king than b-i-g,

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick