This is a song about "Loser cheerleaders"

Loss of a battle is some pain for a loser to bare,

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

I am hip-hop. past, present and future

Otherwise i'll see a loser

But when i go back into that lingering school i'm a loser,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

You are gonna look like a loser, when you go against me,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Loser fat weirdo freak i've been called a disgrace

I got nothing to lose, loser i'll bruise ya/

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

I will never be a quitter , or a big broad loser