This is a song about "You won"

Thinkin that you won, i will never clap or congratulate,

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

This time the grim reaper really won,

Only two bars and i've already won

Ross and folarin, couple women

You can't say that you won

And when it's said and done

Whats the fuckin story smiling boldly you won a lottery? or sold out.

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Smoking weed in the suite 'til we out of towels

You won 17-13 cause of all those fake fuckin accounts.

He lost a battle you see, and he's just mad that i won

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

And i don't need no center or guard to get him open

I hear your parents took you to a dog show, looks like you won.