This is a song about "Ok but im better"

But thats ok i always could use some chemical assistance,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

Killer escaping, gone, but she said it was would be ok

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

Ok no preps were getting better how about the greaser noooo because they

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

And it is not ok, but hey,

Effortless flow, a couple sum’n a show

Maybe im better liked then i know

I could say im ok without you but that would just be untrue,

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you