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

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

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Hard to move on when you always regret one

So you better run before you get shot by a gun

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

We get it, i won, it's funny, but bro goddamn

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

And you better get ready for my story-telling.

If you get the chance, you better keep her

Chain withdrawn when we not together

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

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

Work straight out the kitchen

You always thought you won