This is a song about "I m the best at rapping"

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

The story of fuckflossin mental manipulation at its best

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Beautiful are thou, africa

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I do it cause i'm the best at it, let's stop pretending.

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Half your body laying on my chest

I can be the fucking best