This is a song about "Best"

The best of the best, emma rae.

So they taught me to spray

"its the motherfucking best

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Go round for round with the best of the best

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I go for my personal best

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

You can start calling me the best

Well simply to be the best

Never ever pay rent

I can only love you when you’re undressed

This fact you don't get the best will remain the best.

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Man saturday mornings was the best