This is a song about "I lost my man in my stile"

So i refuse to follow in the same steps as my old man.

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,

I lost my girl because i wouldnt stop smoking,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

Usually i get time to get gone and lost in my mind

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

Now i need a mouth full of excedrin and a redbull in my hand man

Lost the glimmer of light that was always present in my eyes.

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

My rhymes get you lost like your in a fog

Lookin' for these better days

Aww lost in my past ways