This is a song about "Accept i won"

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Yeah, i won the rhyme lottery, it's just another week

Thinkin that you won, i will never clap or congratulate,

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

From verse one you can tell that i won/

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

Keep close, think i froze, 'cause you're giving me an overdose, you won

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Well i know it now but still i can't fucking accept

He’s tha only one

I've already won

I rap acapella, no beat im undefeat, call me undefeated, and if anyone thinks you won

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I met the sexiest lady who thought i just won the lottery