This is a song about "Accept i won"

I accept everyone is the same

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

And tell him what i did, and which battle i had won

Cause when i win this shit free they think i’m oprah's cousin

I accept my limitations and declare i shall dissolve them

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I won't say i won yet, leave that to the critics,

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I suppose you think this story will make me accept her death

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Shit that i already won

Top ranked, number one my son