This is a song about "Losing myself"

Im losing my vitality

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

‘cuz i keep winning and these boys keep losing

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Relying on myself

So hold back ya tears

Hope i beat this rapper, cause you know i can't stand losing

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Honestly there's nothing i'm losing.

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

I'm losing my stature

I think it excited her