This is a song about "Fucking lost"

You're that secret place

Lost in sound a cloudy haze

I lost mona,i lost wife

Rollin' down the four o five

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

When my song play the whole club fucking lost it

So say goodbye 'cause the battles lost

I style on new york, pile up my fork

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

His father lost his mind, and they both lost there mother.

Faggot faggot faggot,your minds been lost

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Spiritually ive always been kinda lost,

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

You told me to get lost

And inside they think rap's soft