This is a song about "Rihhan b"

So much gold, they might as well call me midas b

I just want somebody i can see

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Queen b would have you servin tea/

Tell me anything you want

Must protect lil b at all cost

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Has taken four years to just put out an album, b

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

A rational b j given by your raps

Da real queen spellin b

Took my heart away from money

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

"could of cost your life b"