This is a song about "Sense of loss"

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

So call the wedding off the sched. due to loss of your bride

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,

Is it because we lost our sense of autonomy?

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

Like a detective just to try and make sense of it

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

You gotta a lot of big words, but your rhymes are full of non sense.

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Run out of words write rhymes that don't make sense

You are living proof that god has a sense of humor.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her