This is a song about "Franklins gonna lose"

High as shit, i’m in a booth

And i, who thought i'd lose.

Or never say never though i admit

Throw on lose yourself and make 'em lose it

Now concentrate until you get the juice

I have my weapon and nothing to lose

Hating on the vertex then you shall lose

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

I know your gonna lose you prolly think i was psychic

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

See i have nothing to lose

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

It's now fucken done you lose