This is a song about "Lost boys of sudan"

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

But i let off everything i have

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Retarded bitches, making lists of boys like christmas,

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

It's the rise of the reaper, collecting lost souls,

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

Lost of all words, forgetting its night,

Thats enough lost in lust of the love

Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see