This is a song about "Australian winners"

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

You make zimmerman and sterling look like noble peace prize winners yo

You make zimmerman and sterling look like noble peace prize winners yo

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

They ask me, what separates the losers from the winners?

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Born a winner and winners don't quit

You gone make me flip then split your shit

Last aint for me thats wy they got winners for,

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore