This is a song about "Better"

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

Cause there aint no one better

Do tell us? who's better?

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Till my mind gets better

And i ain't frontin for her

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I know yo momma taught you better,

But trust me that makes the joy better

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Forever fuck paradise cuz its no better

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

It could possibly get any better

But now i’m ok, i got my shit together

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells