This is a song about "I win"

Rollin' down the four o five

When i lose once, i win twice

I,ll win every single fight i won't get low

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

So i need fame, to win this game,

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

But i fight till i die or win,so i can't leave

Does it mean that in this rap game i cannot win

You just working with the scraps you was given

Everybody finger point in your direction

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still got the win/

At times i feel death is the best win

Ambition, pardon my ambition