This is a song about "Fyn being a god damn weeb loser"

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

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Switch swag on you little dick fags

God damn pull out my racks

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

If you think your a rap god then your damn wrong

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

I'm a lost cause , so fuck it i'm a loser.

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Bow our heads, say our grace, getting out the hood is a god damn race

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

But god damn im sure the luckiest

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,

Blasted out a gat with a flow so fast it'll ransack the god damn tampax