This is a song about "Van b"

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

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

Follow the irony, dick van dyke,to get use to lifeline,

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Rap is music with real substance b

And i be on the block all day

Now im stuck in van, but that's okay

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

My coupe is bullet proof and i gotta luggage van,

My name is razor b

Cause you love me, call me daddy