This is a song about "A boyq"

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

You know...you know who you are

Just a warning not a threat

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Some of my equals didn't see past their rookie season

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

That damier bag i bought her

Like a baby without a diaper

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

When it comes to spitting that fire

I'm a pro your a minor,

I'm sure to get rich

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

I put the nigga in his casket

Its a challenge breaking a habit