This is a song about "Being lost in thought"

Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

The real cost is being lost heartless frost in my fuckin playscape no escape

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Ever thought that your life was being controlled

Aww lost in my past ways

And pray for better days

Alcohol and booty calls

I'm lost in my inner thoughts,

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

I'm completely lost and being burnt up at my core

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Tossed n' lost in the lost and found.

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

Lost my train of thought quick think of something clever to say