This is a song about "Better"

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Liked it when those days were better

But trust me that makes the joy better

That damier bag i bought her

Do tell us? who's better?

She should have invited her

While i briefly think you're better

The plight of a rapper or whatever

I know yo momma taught you better,

Make my jollof with lots of pepper

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Chorus: better life, better life, grow up and find yourself a wife,

So you better run better run son

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Moving on to better things, to better us, it better bring

Dc ain't been this hot since ronald reagan made a killing