This is a song about "Best friwnda"

I got bigger problems baby

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

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

You bitch, those were the best

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Never settled for less than the best.

Go round for round with the best of the best

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

You can start calling me the best

Half your body laying on my chest

Beach on the weekend

I'm tryin to be the best

Can you really be the best?

Carol city or was it the west

I did everything to be the best

I can only love you when you’re undressed