This is a song about "Best check ya lens"

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Say your prayers, best prepare for despair, sticking off ya every single hair

So try not to think too hard about it, just do ya best.

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Only to get that pay check

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

With ya girl givein me the best lap dance on my right knee

Although his lyrics are shit his shaking his head saying ya i am the best

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

I respect that you don't know yet

His trek ends abruptly without check,

Apparently so did your check,

Nobody ain't own us yet