This is a song about "Best mates"

You bitch, those were the best

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

That i can only love you when you undressed

Man saturday mornings was the best

Life has put her to the test

I can be the fucking best

Carol city or was it the west

Well simply to be the best

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

It was the best of the best rules//

When they hear me rocking the groove

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

I would ask who's frank she would say one of my new crew mates with a new face

I'm missing the mates that i used to know.

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow