This is a song about "How 20im the the best"

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

From the rest, cos your the best of the best

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Always call me weaser how about the best ones jocks their the ones who

That happen to act like a black president

Man saturday mornings was the best

Until you realise that shit was the best,

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

The best lines i write, the best music i bring to light

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

You the best bride and i'm the best groom

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Ironic how i still have the best rhymes

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

Go round for round with the best of the best