This is a song about "Best soup"

Top ranked, number one my son

Go to a soup kitchen

Man saturday mornings was the best

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

The best of the best, emma rae.

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

A far reach from them rap dudes

Best ingest molecules

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

Let me rideuntil i get free

I can be the fucking best

Life has put her to the test

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

You bitch, those were the best

I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a smarter statement than that.

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap