This is a song about "I gotta youtube channel that s better than yours"

That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

And your brain you better be using yours,

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That they are better than everyone

Dream of a king's been a nightmare for anyone

That i'm better than any kinda drug

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Living out of a homeless shit

But imma better than that bullshit

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

So i better head out, gotta run

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Those lines are already better than yours, but i'll write more just for the kicks

I hope that you're finding it better than some kinda redder heinz

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines