This is a song about "I win by officials decis"

I'm gonna fight till i win or die

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

How the fuck do you think you sound you win by luck your skills suck

People don't condone what they've never seen

I win every battle like charlie sheen

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Diamond empire motha fucker we da officials

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

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

This is my ambition

I don't need you to win

Please correct me, stretch marks

I come to win your hearts