This is a song about "Losing a freind"

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

So look at my evolution and what the fuck you are losing

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Losing my first battle on here isn't a real biggie/

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You're daughters upstairs losing everything she ever had

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Mentally losing control, taken the pole,

Look at all the hoes you losing

So if it comes down, may the best man win