This is a song about "Winning on fifa"

Driven to get the position where i'm constantly winning

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Because i feel strange beating a crap rapper and winning

I was born to do the damn thing

Check the stats, my team winning

I'm still winning like sheen

Caged, and the wonder is seen

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Of me winning with these mad bitches snitching.

After class: "yo. fifa. see me." but we know it's just for show

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio