This is a song about "Loosing frie"

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

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

But you was loosing money you was gonna get broke

Think you can diss the best you are loosing this contest

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

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

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

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

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Chose the wrong one and that's why your loosing

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Loosing myself in the moonlight

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

Look, i just want to make you better

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