This is a song about "You re a loser"

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

Meet peter - a loser who was sayin' he could take

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

But the limitation has been re-illustrated, a situation,

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

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Too afraid of being a loser

Hell naw you need to re-think that

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

By the age of twenty two i'll be a loser or a dad

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

Wishing for a new re-dition have them regret

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check