This is a song about "How i am the best"

I look at myself, how the hell am i supposed to have any dig-

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

Life isn't on my side, so tell me, how the fuck am i supposed to show pride.

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Half your body laying on my chest

I can be the fucking best

When i'm around you i am on my best behaviour

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

So check my net worth, and i got them jerseys moving

Here i am sitting, wondering how you are, how your doing

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Gettin by without giving a damn so i can reflect on who i am as the best

The best part about me is i am not you, i'm me, i'm the fire marshall and this is my/

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try