This is a song about "Being the worst"

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

During the summer my addiction took a turn for tha worst

Change your route to the worst way possible

Here to change the whole game do the audible

It's no blessing, it's the worst form of suppression

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

So we go for the worst

Look, cole world, still a cold world

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

To see who's the best of the worst,

But it's the worst tune for my picture, a verse soon

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

That that was the worst rap ever

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

And the worst thing about them,

Then to try to chase these men