This is a song about "The letter m"

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

I'm the president writing myself a letter

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

She put the letter down, she froze in time

Leave the scene m rated

In the midst of a fire pit

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Beautiful are thou, africa

Emcee m b, remember the name.

I live my life in tha fast lane

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

Call my dot cuz im above you like the lowercase letter i dont try to