This is a song about "Losses turned lessons"

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

The lessons gotta start from the start

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

After many lessons, you still acknowledging the novice nature

But its so hard when life be teaching lessons and testing,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Cos i have to earn and pay for my intellectual losses...

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

He had many losses in a land of violence gleaming.

Media turned justice into reality tv,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

With such an ugly picture in it and

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

Considering rappad the world's greatest accomplishments n' inventions

You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,