This is a song about "Loosing people"

From the people who control to people

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

People stared everyday

That's what they'll say

I see all these people

The root of all evil

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

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

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Chose the wrong one and that's why your loosing

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

Simon says touch your's while you touch mine