This is a song about "Winner winner chicken dinner"

But im the clear winner, whats left to deliver

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

I'm a new contender, destined winner

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I can be the winner.

Took the van, went snatch her

Finally, emt's the winner

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And i know i should win this i'm the #typical winner

Enter to winner pit

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice