This is a song about "Always winning"

Fuck everyone else cause its you that'll be winning,

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

Now i'm finishing winning

I'm doing the same thing

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Quit bro get out my battle winning me is a fable

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

Paying bills, shopping, and obsessing over winning

All this mother fucking shit i'm saying but i'm already winning

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Lets take war to the scum and pray the day were winning,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

Bottom of the 9th and i'll still be winning