This is a song about "I loss focus for a minute"

Thats not a loss or a gain cause i truly dont give a shit,

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Damn girl, you give me writer's block, i'm at a loss for words,

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

And that was hot for, hmm a minute

And that's jay line i had to quote that

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

I freak-a-leek with this technique and add another loss to ya streak,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

I let the white man get me, tally it as a loss

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Minute hey listen i did would give a

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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

Can i get real for a split minute

The real muscle in the message of that