This is a song about "Songs that won grammys"

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Wussup with all these love songs?

Its about saying the words that won your selection,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

That if you were half as nice at songs, you can sacrifice virgins too

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

Shit that i already won

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

I don't know how to make songs like that

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

He lost a battle you see, and he's just mad that i won

Shots, they back and forth

Just here to rap them songs

I've already won

Go where you ain't been