This is a song about "Better pict"

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

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

Till my mind gets better

You gon' tip her

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

I know yo momma taught you better,

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

Forever fuck paradise cuz its no better

And i'm told it gets better

Well, that's what you are

So i'm writing you this letter

While i briefly think you're better

Took the van, went snatch her

I like silver better!..

Picture a place that they exist, together

Knowing that the situation wouldn't get better,