This is a song about "The best no swearing"

I can be the fucking best

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

This fact you don't get the best will remain the best.

That i can only love you when you undressed

Beach on the weekend

I'm tryin to be the best

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I do my best, puff out my chest, just like the girls with no breast,

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

For no reason, ain't the best of the times, address the divide

I really am the best, you may not think that because of the rest, this ain't no test

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

For a woman it ain't easy trying to raise a manyou always was committed

Like, what's the matter with swearing, i must be battling a little kid

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Am i the best? man there is no need askin.