This is a song about "Trying to be the best of time"

Carol city or was it the west

I did everything to be the best

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

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

You’re trying to find a time to reply,

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Bottled water is the best way to be

It happens to the best of us

I've got muslims calling on jesus

In the near future, i'm just trying to be honest

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Exhale the best lyricist to be

Hopin' that my niggas see

To the best of the best, soon i'm right there

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care