This is a song about "Better"

Told you i was better

I thought i recognized her

Do tell us? who's better?

Or something that you paid for

State that yo--money makes you better

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

Get high together, left ny together

But now i'm on to somethin better!

I know yo momma taught you better,

And that i spent the night with her

Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, can i come inside

For a better life,hoping one day its going to better right

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

You couldn't come at me with something better,

But it's whatever now i'm feelin better

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for