This is a song about "Better"

That's real as ever

I like silver better!..

Make my jollof with lots of pepper

But it's whatever now i'm feelin better

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

So you better run better run son

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

But trust me that makes the joy better

Told you i was better

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Fuck them, fly together

Till my mind gets better

You couldn't come at me with something better,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for