This is a song about "Do your best"

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

So bring your best in, and sing less

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

So what i do for the people i give it all my best

Sorry but that's the best that i can do

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

I said i'm sorry for the times that i ain't do my best

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Suckins what you do best, better yet

So if i do call it's just a check