This is a song about "Started from the b"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Its not your fault all you know is a. b .c from the alphabet,

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Now back to the days when this started

Started from the bottom, look what i become

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

As the nurses were removing her from her brother she started having

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I started from the bottom and i made it looking

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery

Made it to the front...started from the bak.got a lil fame

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again