This is a song about "Lost everything that matters most to me"

But we get by that's all that matters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

You told me to get lost

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Most nights i cry myself to sleep because of all the negatives that were told to me,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Talking about the god you serve

But we get by that's all that matters

Then i would be everything that she wanted me to be she'll think that it's fate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

You told me to get lost

For this, i thank the lord

But we're protected and that's all that matters

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

For all aspiring rappers this is the spiral that matters/