This is a song about "Losing the plot"

Your chick said i'm hot

'cause fuck the fuckin' plot,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Starting to starve nothing to #eat losing weight by the #week,

So stop using, choosing all the ones that are already losing.

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

Its kinda sad u only losing the people u losing the people near

So look at my evolution and what the fuck you are losing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

They tellin' different stories with the same plot, and you ain't even know it

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Plot, it thickens, yo the clock is tickin', poppin' sick shit,