This is a song about "Best fr"

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

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

God, i'm just doing my best

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Is awfully tactical, a task at best

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

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

You bitch, those were the best

Until you realise that shit was the best,

The day before is better than the present

I can only love you when you’re undressed

You can start calling me the best

From the rest, cos your the best of the best

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Never ever pay rent

And you still thought you were best