This is a song about "Loosing fr"

And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

But you was loosing money you was gonna get broke

Which you know i'm different, right

Loosing myself in the moonlight

Loosing my vision, now i wish i'd never gone fishing

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Its been 2 years now, i think im loosing my time

She's loosing her grasp, breath, gettin closer to her death,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Chose the wrong one and that's why your loosing

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her