This is a song about "Drake being the best"

Electronically, technology the best

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

All the bitches with drake hands who got fake plans,

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Man saturday mornings was the best

Now i hope you the best

Never ever pay rent

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

Crazy on shake, paintin' the cake like jay-z and drake,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Be the best, or you can keep being passed