This is a song about "Losing my"

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Honestly there's nothing i'm losing.

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

So if it comes down, may the best man win

My grip on the real world's losing traction.

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Losing my mind. tried to think through.

Then i gotta say peace to you

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Constitution, they hurt after losing

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

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

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Influenced by how you just cope with losing