This is a song about "Girls are better"

Better days are coming i keep telling myself that

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Still some dicks feel they are better than them...

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible

Whose writing better when your raps are more terrible

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

My densest frees are condensed in this verse for the better or worse

Things are better rough, your boyfriend's would know first hand/

Celebrate the very day that i get past

I know u are better than me to rap

Cause now you got me hopped up on that