This is a song about "Dima wins"

Put the purp in the blunt

21 wins and 1 legend

It don't matter who wins the votes, you're a kid with friends i'm sure city wide.

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

New predicaments trickle in with older wins eclipsed in the fade

Don't you fall from grace

Slow and steady wins the race,

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Keeping your mind in disasters,i rack wins so much i'm a spell caster.

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

I'm done man i don't really give a fuck who wins me you or the next guy i

So i quitted 'n' lifted the digits to see who complicity wins it

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

So i quitted 'n' lifted the digits to see who complicity wins it