This is a song about "Game winner"

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

And i know i should win this i'm the #typical winner

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Enter to winner pit

That's game bitch, ain't shit

I can be the winner.

The only time i flirt with her

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Me and my peeps often meet

"son, the winner is the one you feed."

Born sinner, the opposite of a winner

Growin up all i wanted was a father figure

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.