This is a song about "Being lost"

Explains the lives of six lost

All you need is your passport

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

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

And i don't want

Yeah,people think i'm lost

And inside they think rap's soft

You told me to get lost

He appreciates your support

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

Fuck being counterfeit

Spiritually ive always been kinda lost,

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Competition on the court

You told me to get lost