This is a song about "All of the lost bobcat keys"

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Searching thru a never ending loop of keys, all for different locks..

The future of the world lost in someone else’s mind,

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge

All the time that ive lost no wrist watch

It's the rise of the reaper, collecting lost souls,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Straight out my mind, and down through the keys.

Grab the keys and head for the receptionist

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Gave his entire life for the sands of the lost

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Thats enough lost in lust of the love