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

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

My mum said all he did for her was "take my virginity"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Losing my first battle on here isn't a real biggie/

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

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

In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,

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

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

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

I'm battling these demons at the moment i am losing

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