This is a song about "Getting lost"

What about the lost solution

Where god at? i need to call him

Faggot faggot faggot,your minds been lost

If you thought it, it better be what you want

So say goodbye 'cause the battles lost

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

Slow and steady wins this race

Lost in sound a cloudy haze

All you need is your passport

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Say bye bye to her

Enemies getting closer.

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Spiritually ive always been kinda lost,

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