This is a song about "Loser cheerleaders"

Beautiful are thou, africa

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

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I'm a lost cause , so fuck it i'm a loser.

By the age of twenty two i'll be a loser or a dad

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

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

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

We wake up, i go to work, she leave out

But my mates said i'm a loser

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

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

My garments shouldn’t be here, i’m somewhere near the future