This is a song about "Losin candy"

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

Gettin loc, faded high, losin all awareness

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Bitches love that shit more than candy

Even though the sky is turning green,i hate losin' n i hate crying in

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Losin sleep and appetites, i dont even have opponents

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Took a trip to a market, and saw all the candy

And i got a little big, keep it low key