This is a song about "Boys are best"

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

But even the best are retiring not even a test

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

At best you are average, my scripts are straight damaging,

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

Simply out of this world by choice

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

I'll try my best to convey coherently if things are going okay

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Facts, are that i'm the best. stressed up like i'm possessed. the rest can go

Best friends with da game you are still a guest,

Then push the milk on a slow bend

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Although his lyrics are shit his shaking his head saying ya i am the best