This is a song about "Being a winner"

Tv dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner

Born sinner, the opposite of a winner

Took the form of a human being

Tell them niggas they sleeping

I look like a winner, yo can look but don't stare

And now i walk around without a care

Finally, emt's the winner

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Hold up yea we the best

A childhood being depressed,

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

A lottery winner,

Say bye bye to her

Born a winner and winners don't quit

When they feel safe on some bitch shit