This is a song about "I the b"

That's the way, you can move it baby

Now that am no longer b i g

I graff', graph and graft; a b-boy that breaks physics.

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

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

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

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

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Its not your fault all you know is a. b .c from the alphabet,