This is a song about "When you b h reeel"

I'm a g; like the letter before h

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

And if you think wayne's more of a king than b-i-g,

On trial for possession of some chronic

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

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

U about to get murdered b

Than the muse of a family

That k o d a lil bit of change

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

Gonna be up high, no vitamin h

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

I don't need no props b/

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

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

They giving pounds and that before get the money