This is a song about "I got the best scr"

I smoke on the best smoke

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Got that best body yah i love her figure,

I let her think she got the best of me.

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

Laziness got the best of them

This shit ain't all i got, but imma make the best of it

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

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

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

The best days'll be when i got nothing left to rhyme about/

It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out