This is a song about "Sammy b"

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

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

Must protect lil b at all cost

Before your roll get popped

But you just listen to whats supposed to be "cool" b.

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Together all the timethought it was true love

Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping sammy adams

Malia family, we the family

Rap is music with real substance b

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim