This is a song about "Won t forfeit"

Welcome to organized crime

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Those faggots won the gay off

Please hold your applause

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

No need to fight, i've already won

They had a hell of a run

You can't say that you won

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Or any type of suitable living condition listen

See you thought you would start the battle but i've already won