This is a song about "A loss"

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Damn girl, you give me writer's block, i'm at a loss for words,

I'm the wizard of oz you're a lizard on a gauze smeared with barbeque sauce ur iq is at a loss/

A transformer. before ii'm a soaring performer, i'm an enforcer of torture, i cause

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

I freak-a-leek with this technique and add another loss to ya streak,

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Until your lungs are compressed from a loss of breath of me impressing you//

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Is that because you don't want your loss total as twenty three?

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Two ties and a loss, this is my time to shine, confidence combined with fine wine.

You have one loss cause you don't know how to start a fight,

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right