This is a song about "You re a loser im a winner"

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

Now they say i look good but i'm a loser inside

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

He is a winner a pure ass kicker

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

You are gonna look like a loser, when you go against me,

That i will leave earth with her

A lottery winner,

Otherwise i'll see a loser

Sneaker may come sooner

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

Bitch i'm from the motor, motor

And that fear made me into a loser

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her