This is a song about "Winning a quix"

I'ma rap deep you just talk burble i shot ma fiend off of me which instead made me much dull

But i think your just hungry for a bit of food, you got a better chance at winning this battle

Winning constant battles with a miracle desire

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

A lucrative man winning instead of lunatic damn villains

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I'm still winning like sheen

Even a 'winning round' here #is fixed... they will fix you as well

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

You think of winning bitch that's just a hologram

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

Because i feel strange beating a crap rapper and winning

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

The weak compete, meet defeat, i'm master chief winning on a killing spree

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy