This is a song about "Lost withput you"

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

And, you keep saying i lost to lexie, but fuck you slug

Lost soul, here i leave you, now i'm going on my own,

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

My rhymes get you lost like your in a fog

He appreciates your support

You told me to get lost

You should of lost a lot of that weighty

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Squash your pride you think i fucking lost my mind?

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

Does getting this prestige disease mean even you have lost touch?

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

You lost it man, your framing your lines, you can't,