This is a song about "I ll bet you a hundred bucks ill roast you"

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

I hope u consider this rap a roast

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

After the gold prize when i get it you bet ill treasure it

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless

I bet your dared don't worry because ill go easy on you

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Me & mom alone every dinner

You ll still be a prize winner

And you ain't gotta go to war

I bet you can't take anymore

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

I bet you try and lose round one just to go home to eat a cinnabon

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

You were always with me a hundred percent, my back bone i never bent