This is a song about "Matty b"

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Fuck wit lil b heres a molotov

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Just to go to liv on a sunday

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

Imma take over new b

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

They say i talk like im god body

First name dizzy last name b

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

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold