This is a song about "Were the best"

Half your body laying on my chest

Well simply to be the best

You were my best buddy

And they can't see the tragedy

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

You bitch, those were the best

Best thing is, you were emotionally poor,

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

That happen to act like a black president

From the rest, cos your the best of the best

Were the best challengers you're shits pillow soft

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart