This is a song about "He da best"

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Best friends with da game you are still a guest,

But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,

But she forgot about the golden rule

First off congratulations on the win

Deep down he knew he'd give her the best of him

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Am trying my best but always da same. i feel like am locked up

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.

Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain

Handicapped he goes he still stayed till everyone's defunct da enemies are slightly better than bane

Carol city or was it the west

Who's da best, it don't matter i'm blessed

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

He try his best to love me, but he promise he'll do better