This is a song about "Who s the fucking best"

Their buddy who has the best shit burned ip the fiction

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Cuz ill be the fucking best shout out to my pops

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

The fucking safety was on, now who the fuck did this

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

I got the best you fucking dyke jew

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

To stand and oppose to those who fucking up the system,

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

The one who i would cherish, and im puttin on my best.

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

Gettin by without giving a damn so i can reflect on who i am as the best

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent