This is a song about "Best guys"

So y'all can cope n' touch

Is you guys suck so much

Making the guys who belong silent

One hood with 20 four-four's like a cloned kobe bryant

Than catch your s.t.i.s you caught from lying with all those guys/

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Her last nigga cheated just like the other guys

I'm amused when they try, i stay confusing these guys

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Call the network dipset family ties

Belonging to the girls who chose to beware guys