This is a song about "R b"

Of masc to the field and double to the r

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

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

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

L y r i to the c

I swear they think i'm crazy

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

I don't need no props b/

Do you think i'm crazy

Da real queen spellin b

And losin all his money

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Imma take over new b