This is a song about "Win all day"

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Fuck all slobs kill them with a knife bk all day every day crip life

All i ever wanted was to pick apart the day

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

Be wearin crockadillys all and every day

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

We used to stay there all day

And she gon let it loose, hey

And even though we're all so dope i think it's best to win,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

All the way to day 1, blank canvas