This is a song about "Best mistakr"

Until you realise that shit was the best,

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

Half your body laying on my chest

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Electronically, technology the best

Now i'll confess i'm not the best

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

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

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

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

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

It was the best of the best rules//

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Is awfully tactical, a task at best

But i can only love you when you undressed