This is a song about "Newer gone win on fifa"

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

Told j-dot, when you get on that battle field, you're ready to win or lose.

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Your eye's gone, the fight's on, i'll strike you like a python

We smoking on that strong.. hit it then im gone

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

First off congratulate me on the soon to be win

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

I'm on the way send that allwhite angel so i can fly i'm gone.....

See, with you, i never see it wrong

To guess the shit im on, im gone

If it's on mother fucker then it's on when shits gone it's clear up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut