This is a song about "You losing"

Im the shit you feel after losing a competition.

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Chasing money in the city of crime

Worried about losing you you ain't even mine

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

You quit your job, you look lost i think your losing the plot

And all women who had light features, see

For shootin' done to you or we're losing' money

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale

But i come on the weekends, pablo jail

It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

And getting money is the song i sing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Hope i beat this rapper, cause you know i can't stand losing