This is a song about "Your a loser"

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash

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

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Otherwise i'll see a loser

And there's little to be glad for

I'm inhaling this drug trynna heal my pain. ima loser,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I will never be a quitter , or a big broad loser

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

Your heart was false just like the words you said

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Used to be labeled a loser but now look who won,