This is a song about "You re b"

Mama made her pretty

First name dizzy last name b

I don't need no props b/

That's why i'm makin' money

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

You chose a gay r&b beat? are you a psychopath?

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

My name is razor b

I swear they think i'm crazy

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

This is like riding through the city

Rap is music with real substance b

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.