This is a song about "Fuck the rest"

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Fuck she's dead... throw her off the couch, rest my feet on her head.

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

The rest biding their time till the helm

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

All assessed my diagrams and the rest

Hold up yea we the best

Im better than all the rest

Today it's ill, and fuck the rest of hip-hop that says "stayin' real",

Tree those niggas, i'm a g to them cause the ogs here

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

100 percent put the old to rest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Fuck the niggas in the corner in fact fuck you to all the rest

I'ma be gunning for the success boy fuck the rest i be the best

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed