This is a song about "Loosing my best"

Tha hip-hop heights my types are flowin' but tha best

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Not giving you my best shot

To my best friend (i fell for)

Some old bitch that we did before

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

I wanted the best, she was my light

The one who i would cherish, and im puttin on my best.

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

My tuxedo is the best, i suit myself

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Chose the wrong one and that's why your loosing

Not giving you my best shot

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block