This is a song about "Lose ypurself"

Its cold as shit in this booth

Dont be surprised if you lose

I have my weapon and nothing to lose

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

My time with their half-witted reviews

Wont rap battle hate when you lose

You know my crew can never lose

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Almost lose control, lost sanity

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

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

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Don't give in you've got nothing to lose

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

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit