This is a song about "We won"

Sorry battle gone carl won.

This thing that you could imagine

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Without a shadow of doubt i've won

We get it, i won, it's funny, but bro goddamn

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

Cause i won a grammy

I'm going back to cali

Girls fast how jamaicans run

You always thought you won

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Cant the white man, understand, we won, we ve been freed

There has to be a place better than this, in heaven

We battle 1 time and you thought you had won,

But ima celebrate like i won the award

I style on new york, pile up my fork