This is a song about "Y mx b"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I dare you, come at me b

I don't need no props b/

Cause some of you bitches funny

They gotta point em out baby

"could of cost your life b"

And now that i’m getting money

But y can't you fucking see

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

A rational b j given by your raps