This is a song about "Winning battles"

And still got my nike boots

Constant battles of fools

I see the devil grinning, as if he's winning

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Chaining niggas with these battles like they're africans,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

I just want a new beginning, one where i succeed in winning.

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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

Stores with drugs,battles without rings

Not king james, these were coke kings