This is a song about "Not the best"

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

I know i'm not the best, maybe i'm not a rapper but a guest

I know it might not be the best man,

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Not giving you my best shot

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Not making cash, but when people feel it’s the best,

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

This is hip hop for today

The best of the best, emma rae.

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Electronically, technology the best

Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff

I'm not the best, i wont hype, wont gloat, wont bluff.

Not giving you my best shot

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not