This is a song about "Best feiwn"

"its the motherfucking best

Carol city or was it the west

Well simply to be the best

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

I go for my personal best

Half your body laying on my chest

Man saturday mornings was the best

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I'm tryin to be the best

Life has put her to the test

I can only love you when you’re undressed

Never settled for less than the best.

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

While i'm making history

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

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest