This is a song about "You cant win this"

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Fucked you in the bar,this rap drink you cant have it

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

And when i win this battle and you try to keep it quiet

You cant get your fat head round this.

My hopes and all my wishes

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

Parkside productions you cant diss this

Many downsyndrum asses like you, cant manage this play,

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

Try n realize this means you cant match this, because i got this in batches,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I trust no man, you cant win but u aint joining me

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

It's automatic i win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished