This is a song about "Wr b"

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I dare you, come at me b

Summertime in the city

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

"could of cost your life b"

Cause you love me, call me daddy

U about to get murdered b

The good kid from the ugly city

I got bigger problems baby

Queen b would have you servin tea/

One day my dad told me if i didn't get a b

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Da real queen spellin b

Shit with our whole family