This is a song about "How paul mercer is the best wrestler"

While i'm chunking up the duece like that nigga paul wall

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

My tuxedo is the best, i suit myself

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Yo that bitch think he is the best

Half your body laying on my chest

When every man is down, then i'll know that i'm the best

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

My state is right, new york, the best with the rhyme

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

The best part is the horror house, with zombies on the ground,

Being the best is something you can’t be

No smilescause ain't a thing funny