This is a song about "Being a champion"

In this cold world, it's all about collection

The latter being a constant misconception,

Like a shit motor, being a dumb fuck

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit

Im being a bit over dramatic?

A childhood being suppressed,

And i ain't never left

Being blind isn't a condition, it's a decision,

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Now the shit connects, a champion but a vicious wreck,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead