This is a song about "Lose and money"

I have my weapon and nothing to lose

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

All black everthing on some jigga shit

Throw on "lose yourself" and make 'em lose it

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?

First rule is to go hard and never lose

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

You'd tellin' me if you had crews and nothin' to lose,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

But i'm broke as a joke and cant afford to lose