This is a song about "Cant lose it"

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

Throw on "lose yourself" and make 'em lose it

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Every bit is lies, so criticize, sometimes i just lose it,

Razor grips, laser spit

But i cant so fuck it

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

This party will make the neighbors lose it!

Throw on lose yourself and make 'em lose it

The next day you is everybody target

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

My piano was the key and i just couldn't lose it

But somebody goes out and they just must lose it,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Saying they this and that

You cant even see it