This is a song about "Losing my virginity at 13 rap"

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney

I gaze at stars, puffing on cigars, i'm the rap tsar

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

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

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Proclaim my thoughts reasons and opinions and reclaim my thrown at the top of this rap "game",

I'm losing my connection to you, but i'm trying to believe

I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

Im losing my vitality

Fuck fame, fuck money

You can call me ll j cause im losing my cool

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

Look at all the hoes you losing

Bun b, i’m underground king