This is a song about "Losing a house"

Im the shit you feel after losing a competition.

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

A deep slit, watch pools of blood drip losing himself can't get a grip

From the projects to the penthouse

This home is lookin' like it's a flop house

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

So she loving me, got a house up vagas,(where it ought

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Like a shot threw the mouth echo threw the house

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

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

I'mma buy a summer house, with a rec room

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune