This is a song about "Better"

And i'm told it gets better

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Say bye bye to her

I like silver better!..

My records sell, yes sir

Cant you see it wont get better

Because females deserve better

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

See, i like the person that you are

State that yo--money makes you better

But it's whatever now i'm feelin better

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

Me and my microphone could be one

So you better run better run son

Charlie tango, ready for whatever

But im only getting better