This is a song about "Losing a grandpa"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

This is my thesis my minds a puzzle and i'm losing the pieces,

I can do a whole song solely on that onion

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

Honestly there's nothing i'm losing.

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

Without her i'd be lost..being with her comes at a cost..thoughts of losing her haunt me the most/

This rap is golden i have to go in, get back in place if your actin bold

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

Im the shit you feel after losing a competition.

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

Razor under the tongue, like bitches losing the last few pounds, its a close cut