This is a song about "Losing you"

Meanwhile the family losing pieces,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

To soho, baby milo so dope

Everyday losing some source of hope

But in the meantime it's lights please

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

You can call me ll j cause im losing my cool

Im losing my vitality

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Honestly there's nothing i'm losing.