This is a song about "Losing your crown"

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Honestly there's nothing i'm losing.

Actors get smacked, wack rappers will pass the crown,

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

But i always got a clean crown

Oh no we got to slow the city down

I don't want no fucking crown

She writes it all down

Come wit me you'll smoke around

As i take my rightful crown

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

Losing great part of your sences when you definitly being with her

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for