This is a song about "Best"

This fact you don't get the best will remain the best.

That i can only love you when you undressed

Can't handle us at our best

Half your body laying on my chest

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

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Man saturday mornings was the best

Now i'll confess i'm not the best

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Go round for round with the best of the best

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Best ingest molecules

When they hear me rocking the groove

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

And you still thought you were best