This is a song about "Winning and losing"

The aching and pain of losing treading on the back of your heel,

The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal

And my only fear's a wedding ring

‘cuz i keep winning and these boys keep losing

Be winning my living back on the right side of killing and kidding.

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

21. winning is a mission,

Stand up misses i love your ambition

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

I'll willingly body them lyrically and carry on my winning spree

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

I hit the studio

My niggas is winning though

Lets take war to the scum and pray the day were winning,

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing