This is a song about "Ida b wells"

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

No more wishing at wells

But you just listen to whats supposed to be "cool" b.

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

B-lo's got the back of me

Fuck that now trying get the money

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Must protect lil b at all cost

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

Call me west coast wells fargo, because i can go far

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

A rational b j given by your raps