This is a song about "Loss of life"

In the prime of my life

Hop in and let me test drive

Until your lungs are compressed from a loss of breath of me impressing you//

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

You changed my views of life

Sky high, iced out paradise

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

Aight u wanna battle, get for your 6 loss,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Loss of time for play-doh, i'm steady spending more pesos

But in the end it is his loss,

Intendent attend them, cool cause

This is how she want to live

Victims of that thug life

Bring the battering ram where you live

Prepare for the bout of yo life