This is a song about "I list this fight but i won the war cause im better than you geen"

I style on new york, pile up my fork

But ima celebrate like i won the award

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

I started this war and im gonna finish it

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

Keep close, think i froze, 'cause you're giving me an overdose, you won

Hold up yea we the best

Im better than all the rest

I know that im good but i wanna be better than the rest

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I swear i could kill him but i know im better than him

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

See you thought you would start the battle but i've already won

I think im better than kid ink

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient