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

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

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

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

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

Can't relax/too in my zone when i attack/only feel at home when i rap

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

The shit that you're spittin's diminished, and now missing like my virginity

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

My grip on the real world's losing traction.

God is at my window but the devils at my door

That fire flow the finest women i adore

But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city