This is a song about "Winner winner chicken dinner"

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

But im the clear winner, whats left to deliver

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

You ll still be a prize winner

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

Just to let you know, you are

I can be the winner.

Made the road clearer

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

Pull out the middle finger,and scream fuck it!!, until i'm winner/

You think you're the winner

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her