This is a song about "I won"

We get it, i won, it's funny, but bro goddamn

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

I won't say i won yet, leave that to the critics,

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

And when it's said and done

You always thought you won

Like an animal, jesus, i just won the preakness

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Yeah, i won the rhyme lottery, it's just another week

Keep close, think i froze, 'cause you're giving me an overdose, you won

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Thinkin that you won, i will never clap or congratulate,

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

I hear your parents took you to a dog show, looks like you won.

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women