This is a song about "I the b"

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

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

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

Me and you just need to talk a bit

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

Than the muse of a family

I don't need no props b/

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

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

B least yow had freedom at the bottom

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb