This is a song about "There is nothing that guaranteed victory"

There is no superstition, that could prevent your demolition

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Hello? is there anybody out there?

Is that there wasn't a father for this pimp and this hoe

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Usin magic trickery that increases my victory,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

Victory is within my grasp, arrow to your throat i'm there 'till you take that last gasp

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

That was good shit, is there any left

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

On me rappers got nothing,back of the line is where there shoved in

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Vicious viscous clouds your flow, victory is my impulse