This is a song about "Mark b"

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

Da real queen spellin b

Place a certain exclamation mark,

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

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

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

I swear they think i'm crazy

First name dizzy last name b

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

So agressive they were, they'd diss you, leavin' you wit' a mark//