This is a song about "Winning war"

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

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

Money is worst than a war

She leave her hair on the floor

Check the stats, my team winning

Tell them niggas they slipping

Come see real niggas on my team

I'm still winning like sheen

Asking myself am i gonna be winning

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

All this mother fucking shit i'm saying but i'm already winning

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

But he don't rule a thing

The biggest failure of winning

With those crazy ass people at the county building

Bottom of the 9th and i'll still be winning