This is a song about "Feeling lost"

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

And inside they think rap's soft

You feeling? who feeling me?

We like to party

The time is now, on everything

Got me happy and calm i'm feeling...

All you need is your passport

Explains the lives of six lost

Women at my pole

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

Spiritually ive always been kinda lost,

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Feeling kinda insane

And i put that on my name

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling