This is a song about "Loss of mom"

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

But in the end it is his loss,

Like money man himself i will neva take a loss

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Little kids are at a loss

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker

With such an ugly picture in it and

Because of my mom and her dead beat husband

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Awkward kid in need of a mom who cared/ dressed like a boy

Loss of a battle is some pain for a loser to bare,

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.