This is a song about "I denise whittier would love to win a breville scraper mixer pro stand mixer from ann reardon"

I don't need you to win

I say that keeps me going

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Only been to one mixer but they call me a trickster

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

I could not ever fuck up so i would always fucking win.

Cause i would love to live life warm, even when it's colder/

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Knockin' dude's socks from the boondocks, last to stand,

Celebrate the very day that i get past

Getting dro on low like a fucking pro

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver

I can't love you less. to stop would be even harder.