This is a song about "Lose control"

Its cold as shit in this booth

See i have nothing to lose

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

My body starts to lose control/ i stop the clocks when i drop

See i have nothing to lose

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Look out below, there is no inventory control

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Niggas die over shoes

It's now fucken done you lose

Dont be surprised if you lose

Yeah, look here i pay dues

It's apart of her goal

Brought the sword as a mind control

And i, who thought i'd lose.

Zero options to choose