This is a song about "Little b"

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Fuck wit lil b heres a molotov

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Imma take over new b

Could i make you my baby

I'm just trying to focus

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

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

Walk that body, talk that body

I don't need no props b/

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow