This is a song about "Gonna loose"

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Roll up on ya bredda’s an let a couple techs loose,

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

The enemy will loose its spot, very quickly,

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

I'm the truth, don't let your demons out n start livin loose.

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Cannibal animal whose on the loose

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

We're all loose ends, making someone else's dividends

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Yo gonna loose and fail anyways