This is a song about "Marty b"

Rap is music with real substance b

Lets come up to my city

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

But you just listen to whats supposed to be "cool" b.

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

This is like riding through the city

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

My name is razor b

Cause all i want is you, baby

It was just another party

I don't need no props b/

Nah you flow whacker than lil' b

Bait baby, wait baby