This is a song about "Wild bill your a loser"

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

Than the muse of a family

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

Now they say i look good but i'm a loser inside

I remember life as a child when everything was wild.

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Loss of a battle is some pain for a loser to bare,

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

And you can see it on the bill thats in your pocket your holding

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

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

If you quack like a duck and your bill is like a duck