This is a song about "Lot s loss"

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

I ain't ?? just feelin how you felt when you came

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

So step off, better pause, that buckshot or there gonna be a loss

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Aight u wanna battle, get for your 6 loss,

Sky high, iced out paradise

It´s the battle of life

I let the white man get me, tally it as a loss

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls