This is a song about "Losers like me"

What a gay say is what losers say when they get off the way

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

Drama makes me really, like liquor like liquor

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

Conservative shit but the losers is striking we stay where the kites retaliate

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Like someone starin at me

And now that i’m getting money

Acting like they can kill me, rapping like they can harm me,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Bitch, they call it motor city

Dont try to be like me

I was wondering maybe

They acting like they know me