This is a song about "A best freind"

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

But even the best are retiring not even a test

Yo there's truly not a best, it's all great, i gotta say

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

If i become the best, then i'll always carry a vest

You can't write the best, so it's time for a test,

I can only love you when you’re undressed

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Is awfully tactical, a task at best

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

But i get all the best discounts, i live in a target

He was just a kid but ranked the best soldier,

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

It's a 2 way street i took the one suited best

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast