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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,

My style is the newest, at rap i'm so fluent, everyone else is my pursuant

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I'm losing my stature

Or something that you paid for

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

These kids hating saying i've been losing my mind

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

God is at my window but the devils at my door

First off congratulations on the win

My grip on the real world's losing traction.