This is a song about "Wishing the best for someone"

Life's not easygoing so prepare for the worst and hope for the best

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Im the best pick for the game, i say this modestly

Go round for round with the best of the best

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Think of me as your best friend, someone to defend,

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Thinking it'd be for the best, but later that day,

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Motherfucking thugs, my best friend bit the metal for good,

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Life's not easygoing so prepare for the worst and hope for the best

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went