This is a song about "Lose of money"

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

You where destined to lose on your way out of your mothers womb

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Money is the root of evil.

We don't believe you, you need more people

Look it something they can't ever see

I want it all... all of the money

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

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

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

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

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Sometimes i lose my mind & try to find it for the hell of it