This is a song about "Nothing to lose books"

Its cold as shit in this booth

Fuck it, i got nothing to lose/

Zero options to choose

See i have nothing to lose

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

That i'm starting to lose it

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Mother in a wheelchair nigga tell me what you got to lose

This lyrical display, a vivid array of a dude with nothing to lose//

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

I'm the good of evil and the evil of good so i see from both looks

I try to create authentic answers, but it's hard enough to keep to my books

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

I have my weapon and nothing to lose

Can just go ahead and cruise, he got nothing to lose

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news