This is a song about "A loser"

The science and the art, africa

Yup you got a lot a

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Loss of a battle is some pain for a loser to bare,

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

And that fear made me into a loser

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

A store that dosen't get a

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

A bunch a singers and sinners

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Your own game, loser, you don't deserve one day.

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say