This is a song about "Sam ying the eternal goddess of war victory books love and fate"

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

Keep ying and the yang in balance so im bringing a pistol

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

That's the framework of rap- all the desire prior? drained for this victory.

I started praying for the hope and the change of love

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

That determine the outcome of fate

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Whether im in rap war or a skirmish, ill be the one who reemerges screaming victory

Look it something they can't ever see

Reliving the perpetual victory

Focused on the hooks instead of my books

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I'm taking this for the victory

Trying to catch me riding dirty