This is a song about "We theest b"

I dare you, come at me b

But am i less holy

What them tippers don't see

B-lo's got the back of me

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

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

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

Pocket racked up all big faces

Nah you flow whacker than lil' b

I’m tryna be low key