This is a song about "You won t get better"

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

Writing the illest rhymes to get the name big t out/

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

You wrote 3 times,deleted one,you won none

You always thought you won

Go where you ain't been

And you better get ready for my story-telling

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

Keep close, think i froze, 'cause you're giving me an overdose, you won

Cant you see it wont get better

And there's little to be glad for

You can't say that you won

And i am one of one