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

Ironic how i still have the best rhymes

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

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

First is when the best go, watch is what the rest do

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

'cause chronic's the best there is, natural selection,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

Quick money never stays, get your money, stay patient, outlast it for now

I am the king,youll now what the fuck best is

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

The facts is that thought is the best with the rhymes

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live