This is a song about "I won t run"

Cause i won a grammy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

I’m effervescent, just ask them

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

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

I was stuntin last night, won a rap battle fight

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Like an animal, jesus, i just won the preakness

And tell him what i did, and which battle i had won

People be tellin' me i need me an african woman

Stare into the mic and realize i have just won,

They don’t want, my attention, i’m cool cousin