This is a song about "Best frined"

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Electronically, technology the best

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Go round for round with the best of the best

Can't handle us at our best

Half your body laying on my chest

You can start calling me the best

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

The best of the best, emma rae.

Not to mention wale is on the way

Man saturday mornings was the best

But i can only love you when you undressed

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Can you really be the best?

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

I go for my personal best