This is a song about "Trophy"

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

You a trophy wife and its time to collect my winnings

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

Living off adrenaline, no shits given for a trophy ‘n pedestal

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Trophy//is not taking a shower when your mom pussy juices soak me//i'ma live

Although he takes the swearing olympics trophy

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

And then i look in my trophy case,

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

I'll shine brighter, rhyme tighter, and then snatch the trophy,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

So here's a toast to the east coast run / kobe gonna take the trophy easy son

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Roll up niggas be like sex

Along with my other trophy heads