This is a song about "Best iends"

Never ever pay rent

And you still thought you were best

I'm tryin to be the best

Beach on the weekend

Now i hope you the best

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

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

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

Man saturday mornings was the best

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

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

Dc, man over money

Life has put her to the test

I can be the fucking best

It was the best of the best rules//

Niggas die over shoes