This is a song about "Better than the rest"

Better than the simplest crap

You got reason to brag

I say that to the rest

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Better than your bitch would,i can kill yall niggas in the fucking hood.

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Im better than them man, im better than your plans, got the world in my hands

Not even let you touch me, why would i let you down my pants?/

Better than the last stack of bull crap

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

We new passtime, and we feelin better than, better than the veterans/

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Terrorist, bomb on my chest, jealous cuz i'm better than the rest,

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend