This is a song about "I m a champion"

Never had a chance to try

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

But i'm a champion ranting i'm stuck like mannequins

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space