This is a song about "Being lost"

Spiritually ive always been kinda lost,

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Lost in sound a cloudy haze

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Vectrex you tried, emerson arcadia you died, coleco you were close and bally was toast

Without her i'd be lost..being with her comes at a cost..thoughts of losing her haunt me the most/

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

Competition on the court

A break from what you hearing

For going on being

For this, i thank the lord

You told me to get lost

Faggot faggot faggot,your minds been lost

Cause my mother let me do what i want