This is a song about "Young b"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Has taken four years to just put out an album, b

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

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

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

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

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

A rational b j given by your raps

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Emcee m b, remember the name.

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain