This is a song about "You lost the rap"

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

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

So grab my hand lost soul, and i'll take you down the road,

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

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

You told me to get lost

For this, i thank the lord

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

My change of sense must have spent you- clutch the purse u lost the pen to

My change of sense must have spent you- clutch the purse u lost the pen to

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Its obvious you dropped the ball and now you lost to dahm (pronounced: dom)