This is a song about "For everyone i lose i bounce back with two"

Niggas die over shoes

See i have nothing to lose

Along with with two-ninenty-nine others i roam

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

And i, who thought i'd lose.

High as shit, i’m in a booth

I ended someones life with these two hands

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Following me around,liking everyone i battle with

I'll just stick with software 'fore i lose a thumb

Look at what i'm up against, scrutiny, criticism

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

I bring the vowels to the alphabet, for everyone can understand.

Though. i got that liquid courage and aspiration, take your girl maker her bounce

Before i bury ya head in the north n ya body in the south