(Win Win Win Win Win Win
Win Win
Winning Winning Winning Win Win Win
Winning Winning Winning)
I Have a disease?
Bullsh**
I cured it with my brain
You can't process me with a normal brain
The run I was on made Sinatra, Flynn, Jagger, Richards, all of them
Look like droopy-eyed armless children
I'm bi-winning
I win here and I win there
Tired of pretending
I'm Not a total b**hin' rockstar from Mars
I'm an F-18, bro and i will destroy you in the air
I have one speed , I have one gear: GO
I'm bi-winning
The only thing I'm addicted to is winning
Dying's for fools
Touch my children, and I will you and hands off your arms
I am special, an I will never be one you (Never be one of YOUUU)