This is a song about "A loss"

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

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

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

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

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Aight u wanna battle, get for your 6 loss,

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Like money man himself i will neva take a loss

Cuz their all on my balls...no wander i don't know such thing as a loss.

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

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

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

So step off, better pause, that buckshot or there gonna be a loss

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

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records