This is a song about "Jaye b suck"

Knowing you can no longer party

First name dizzy last name b

A rational b j given by your raps

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Sometimes haters say shit you suck

"could of cost your life b"

It was just another party

But i think i like that, just maybe

Queen b would have you servin tea/

I don't need no props b/

We like to party

I already know you suck

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

B-lo's got the back of me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free