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

Profile, damn i'm digging your style, we can start slow now

I learned from the best cuz im the one that taught me how, taught me how

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Is written in our souls, africa

And everyone i know, knows i'm the best,

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Carol city or was it the west

I can be the fucking best

I be bragging like i’m the best

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Honestly i dont care, i know im the best.

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die