This is a song about "Iam better then u"

Better then ceaser salad.

I put that nigga in his casket

Money i make em buck

Better then me running up

Better to try then die with

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Then you better come ready,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

Bitch u better brace yourself. its wintertime

I flash smiles at the mean looks

My raps is better then yours

Half your body laying on my chest

Better then sex is what goes on next.

Dc has never seen such progress

Ya better kno lyfe b4 u meet death