This is a song about "Not the best"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Now i'll confess i'm not the best

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

But even the best are retiring not even a test

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

Electronically, technology the best

Not giving you my best shot

He say, she say, oh my god

Just to go to liv on a sunday

The best of the best, emma rae.

Your not the best in actuality, you best detest the rest of reality

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

From the rest, cos your the best of the best

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent