This is a song about "Im so lost over you"

You told me to get lost

It was my fault

Tell me anything you want

You told me to get lost

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Now u don't have a face to save, so don't be mad you lost the race

Fights over, who won? im gone, too far gone, so im done, i had my fun

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

You fucked me over, now your so much farther.

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Because i am so lost,

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Fuck tracks,im spitting over the top,you faggot

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

You can't push me over so i claim all the rewards