This is a song about "Losing people you love"

// [bitch you get (no love)]

That would be enough

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

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

It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

And i got a little big, keep it low key

For shootin' done to you or we're losing' money

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Cause i've found, you pound people like me to get some love/

Pocket racked up all big faces

// [bitch you get (no love)]

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

There's people that love you, people askin' "whats the matter?"/

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I love embarrassing other people with poetry