This is a song about "Losing again"

I'll dab again again again

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

‘cuz i keep winning and these boys keep losing

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Alright we're back again, pop gats again

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

You're daughters upstairs losing everything she ever had

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

And then i go again and again,

Cause i'm losing patience.

Been spending most our lives