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

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

Im losing my vitality

Hopin' that my niggas see

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney

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

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

God is at my window but the devils at my door

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

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

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack