This is a song about "I won t back dow"

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

From verse one you can tell that i won/

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

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Then put it into sex drive

Twice now i won the game like rigged dice

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

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

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Cause i won, on some silly shit, i already know

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

God mc oh my god you gotta see

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti