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

Ten to make and the match to win

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

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

And pot but i refuse to let the coppers win this battle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And you couldn't steal weights if you were born to hustle

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

It's a sin for me to win cause i could crush you with a fist made outta fuckin mist

Erupting volcanic, satanic cutting, wrist after wrist, im not sad im just pissed,

I pray sin to sin so somberly sit

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

This boa, what's your motivation

Young gifted and black born to win

I'm full of sin and shame

They think they bring that pain