This is a song about "Best man alive"

Let the best man win, you call it sloppy seconds

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Heating up i am burned alive.

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

You best pay up i don't rap for free, i'm sick man probably got a bad disease

She need up in her life

The fact that i stay alive

Oh-kay, here's the situation

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

But for my homies, fuck 'em, projects, man, it's best to lie,

The best teacher for becoming a man guess i skipped the lesson plan

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

I been bout keepin my dreams alive man, workin round the clock/