This is a song about "Me and my b"

I'm like b real cos my hill is cypress

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

[b] better be broadcasting billions of my beats and bops, baby,

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

I graff', graph and graft; a b-boy that breaks physics.

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

I dare you, come at me b

But i think i like that, just maybe

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

His rap's a b mines an a so crap and see lines can spray

I still got my nike boots

Because me and my dudes..

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

I know that b**ch won't turn my body to stone

She going to borrow some money

My friends and fam hear me,