This is a song about "Be the best"

And put another half a mil in my bank account

The best days'll be when i got nothing left to rhyme about/

Do your best and beat the best and be proud

I'll keep on moving and tryna get out

I gotta be the best, this side the pacific

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Well simply to be the best

1 to 10 you may be the best, but i'm an eleven.

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Exhale the best lyricist to be

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Because you wanna be the best man in the mirror,

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her