This is a song about "Victory against the infidels"

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Can you taste the sweet smell of victory?

My bitches pure thick

Race against the clocks tick

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Strugglin against the elites of faith

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

A bargain against the arsonist's sicko brain

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

Give me the crown, this victory is mine, masterpiece in my mind,

With gin and tonic, the grim logic, we're racist against,

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

I'll still call my life the #king #kong victory

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Cause every battle i'm in i take the victory

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