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

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

And risk losing my thick skin / i'll leave this bitch limp

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

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

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

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

My grip on the real world's losing traction.

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",

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

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

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

Rap is the kinda thing that a nigga excel at,

God is at my window but the devils at my door

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore