This is a song about "I win they lose confidence constance adrenaline hunger starving striking fighting living"

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Will i win or will lose, depression gang-bangin till i bruise

Words that sting, and pain they bring, i swear if i dont win wayne will get a ring.

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

I keep it professional so my actions are kinda skeptical,

Living off adrenaline, no shits given for a trophy ‘n pedestal

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

I hunt more vicious than a starving cougar

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

If i ever get discovered and rewarded for ma hunger

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Like thespear. the lines you make are so unfortunate. i wreckin ya win, lose,

But i know lately, they know i'm just living greatly

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free