This is a song about "We stay winnin"

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Sinnin' but sick when im winnin' unconsciously

But when it comes down to winnin' or losin'

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I aint winnin/ i admit it/ but im on my cash flow

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

All my niggas we be winning, we stay tatted, we stay clean.

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

We said we would never break up we would stay together,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Stay in taxes we as good at you

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team.