This is a song about "R b"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Like an r&b singer, bitch i'm a believer,

Must protect lil b at all cost

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

U about to get murdered b

Fuck fame, fuck money

Jill scott on my ipod, as my head rests

All my nigears r in the projects

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

L y r i to the c