This is a song about "Defeat"

Because only death can stop this cruel feeling of defeat.

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Until my only option was to concede defeat,

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I got to a dissing habit dont matter who i defeat

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Deal with defeat, they gotta toe

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

On your own words and feet, saying that you could defeat

#smelly to the #feet, #fleet, #fighting to #defeat

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Challenge me you'll see i'm the animal to defeat

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

Chasin for a defeat to basic