This is a song about "Lose troubles"

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

It's now fucken done you lose

Though with the struggles and the troubles, the culture crumbled

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Or the fact that you're about to lose

High as shit, i’m in a booth

And i, who thought i'd lose.

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Throw on lose yourself and make 'em lose it

Women troubles family problems

Here i go again, falling in love