This is a song about "Losing love"

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

Hope i beat this rapper, cause you know i can't stand losing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Yeah, they call me country grammar

I'm losing my stature

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

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

‘cuz i keep winning and these boys keep losing

You're daughters upstairs losing everything she ever had

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that