This is a song about "Loosing fr"

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

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

Think you can diss the best you are loosing this contest

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever

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

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

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

Chose the wrong one and that's why your loosing

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

Walk blind into a line or fight

Loosing myself in the moonlight

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

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing