This is a song about "Lyndon b johnson"

"could of cost your life b"

I’m tryna be low key

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

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

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

And i’m still alive, magic johnson arise

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

A rational b j given by your raps

Imma take over new b

To them it's just a story

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Must protect lil b at all cost