This is a song about "Best nephew"

That happen to act like a black president

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

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

You bitch, those were the best

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Until you realise that shit was the best,

Man saturday mornings was the best

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Can you really be the best?

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

You'd think she'd be used to it, her nephew used to bang too, he who was i came up thru

It was the best of the best rules//

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Fist first, i'll protect my niece or nephew with my knuckle

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible