This is a song about "Maddy b"

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

First name dizzy last name b

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

I don't need no props b/

Took my heart away from money

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

Fuck wit lil b heres a molotov

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops