This is a song about "Best froens"

And you still thought you were best

Carol city or was it the west

The best of the best, emma rae.

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

Beach on the weekend

Now i hope you the best

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

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

When they hear me rocking the groove

Best ingest molecules

Life has put her to the test

You bitch, those were the best

God, i'm just doing my best

Never ever pay rent

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Can you really be the best?