This is a song about "Lost l"

You told me to get lost

It was my fault

I lost mona,i lost wife

Take her back to where i live

As big l would say all these bitches are just street struck,

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

I'm hot as hell, don i'll give you pac and l

The l in his hand to yell in advance

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Don’t believe me? look at l, pac, big, and proof,

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Greenist moncler shit, earth tones in the winter

Daddy kane, l, pun, notorious, the big picture,

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

Then ima trouble you, i spit a killer f-l-o-w