This is a song about "Winning the world cup"

Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in her tip cup

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Get off a key like i can’t sing

The biggest failure of winning

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

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

But i murder him first

Feelin top of the world

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Off of the third blunt i burnt up with my purp cup,

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

‘cause when it come to winning, you don't have the el aguante inside of you