This is a song about "Sports fighting winning"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Driven to get the position where i'm constantly winning

This ain't easy, im thinking

Now i'm finishing winning

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

Paying bills, shopping, and obsessing over winning

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Asking myself am i gonna be winning

I just want a new beginning, one where i succeed in winning.

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Bun b, i’m underground king

That was the beginning, and im winning,

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Feels like i went on a pregame sports killin spree/