This is a song about "Coca cola best"

Be it spoken sugarcoated or zero coca coke, you're still just livin', dreaded fodder

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

This fact you don't get the best will remain the best.

And fif’ here to lick on that coca-cola shit

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

I can be the fucking best

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Electronically, technology the best

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Slangin a coke without the cola

My all gold rolly or the

When they hear me rocking the groove

Best ingest molecules