This is a song about "Your gonna lose"

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

I know your gonna lose you prolly think i was psychic

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

And i will lose cuz your a bunch of ignorant fools.

Gonna lose our football but we weren't to shabby we also did this challenge

Polo draws to package up my package while i'm packin in this passage

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Lets be true, your gonna lose

High as shit, i’m in a booth

I know you're weak an secretly tweakin countin petals knowin you gonna lose

Anybody who talk shit i getting sliced up. so iif u see me on cbs news

And honestly your gonna have bing your best

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Im gonna stay on your brain