This is a song about "You lost me at hello"

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

You told me to get lost

Hello challenger how are you doing,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Lucky seven probably poppa

I walk up on you, "well, hello tonya"

You be holing at me,

But make sure if they do see

You lost it at her, the gift you're constantly enamoured with

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Doctor: hello hayden, how can i help you today?

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

You lost as soon as you showed up at the gate with that pussy hole on your face

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

C’mon and let’s chill baby

All you that want to get at me,