This is a song about "Little b"

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

So much gold, they might as well call me midas b

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I don't need no props b/

And losin all his money

Da real queen spellin b

It ain't hard to make money

Rap is music with real substance b

Fuck that now trying get the money