This is a song about "Eating contest"

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

It's not even a contest like exhibition game,

In other words no contest.

Just say he's the best

It's not even a contest like exhibition game/

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

But i won't promise for the longest it's been a tough contest

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

She would drive the toys plus ride the boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Whenever i try to contest people, they say i'm the best,

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree