This is a song about "Win like boss"

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots

You say you're a boss like you ever floss

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Treated like i’m nothing by my boss and management,

Screaming at my ass like boy you better win,

Riding around without a fuck given

My win ensured like pad locks.

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Acting like its a mystery i wanna win the lottery of robbery

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

I'm getting praises again, it seems like i'll be taking a win

Everybody finger point in your direction

Look at this sad bitch with wack shit rappin' like this a fast win