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

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

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

Look at all the hoes you losing

Why not me the same thing

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Losing track of time as i jump portal to portal

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

God is at my window but the devils at my door

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney

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

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

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