This is a song about "Losing everything"

And i like the hoes that need passion

My grip on the real world's losing traction.

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Look at all the hoes you losing

Here i go again, searching for love

Meanwhile the family losing pieces,

Like being garbage some type of disease

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

We can make more, make babies

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

So check my net worth, and i got them jerseys moving

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

"the king losing? its time to squat"