This is a song about "He s the best"

Then i left the hood, like fuck it don't need the cargo

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

If this is the best he writes

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I aint the best, hell im far from it, but this bitch sucks, he far bum it,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

If only i could go back into the 80’s

He said "its best you be shutting the fuck"

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

The outline which you n****s out dated

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit