This is a song about "Winning is no problem"

So i had no problem when i left em in a ditch

Getting money, duckin' haters, nigga i ain't loafin' bitch

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

No more keyboard plotting, its time to start the propping, i know i'm a problem

All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

No way i'm winning i'm no leveled victim

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

What i'm wanting, and i'm trying to see something

Winning is my habit like wiz when weed puffing.

And first off, i ain't trying to be conscious

They have no problem playin tag wit us

Quit bro get out my battle winning me is a fable

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable