This is a song about "Born to win and sin"

Ten more depending on where wale going

And depend on your frienda for you to win

Taking jumpshot and for the win.

Ambition, pardon my ambition

Sinister menace, and i swear to god i'm in it to win it,

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

I'm full of sin and shame

You're not usin' your brain

Catch you up on places i've been

Young gifted and black born to win

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

And for enemies or faggot emcees vote for ben vote whoever you want him to win

They say your name for attention

Ten to make and the match to win

Just wanting to runaway, and to at least win that race

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace