This is a song about "R b"

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

A rational b j given by your raps

"could of cost your life b"

Plottin' don’t even worry

First name dizzy last name b

Hey, must be the money

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

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

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Emcee m b, remember the name.