This is a song about "Better"

But im only getting better

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Not to give me stress and add to pressure

It could possibly get any better

While i briefly think you're better

Pain, he's ready for whatever

And there's little to be glad for

Liked it when those days were better

I pipe in and one night her

Told you i was better

I like silver better!..

I think it excited her

Because females deserve better

Big serg, we ready for whatever

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

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself