This is a song about "Losing everything"

I'm losing my stature

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

About the way i'm feeling

See cash rule everything

Worried about losing you you ain't even mine

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

Got tired of running from the police

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

You're daughters upstairs losing everything she ever had

Under performing i'm under #performance, losing my thoughts/

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Constitution, they hurt after losing

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

So stop using, choosing all the ones that are already losing.

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing