This is a song about "Beingthe best"

Half your body laying on my chest

Can't handle us at our best

Myself as the best or at least one of the best,

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

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

It was the best of the best rules//

Now i hope you the best

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Until you realise that shit was the best,

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Never ever pay rent

"its the motherfucking best

Go round for round with the best of the best

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

You'd best leave, it's best, see?

It was just another party