This is a song about "Losing"

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

Third ward general, young cash money

Im losing my vitality

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

‘cuz i keep winning and these boys keep losing

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Honestly there's nothing i'm losing.

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

I'm losing my stature

Well, that's what you are