This is a song about "My best friebd"

Wedding presents got my best man at the best buy

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

My best friend told me everything

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

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

Skillful art im blessed my potential shines the best,

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

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

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

But now i try to do my best,

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Waistcoat under my tux because i always dress the best

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

I'll wreck-lames and reclaim my name as the best

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent