This is a song about "Lost my mom in the mall"

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

The real cost is being lost heartless frost in my fuckin playscape no escape

Tossed n' lost in the lost and found.

After he just got out, 15 years to count

My mom, it was the bomb,

No tats dey for my arm

You're not unique, what, you got with my mom, in the sheets?

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,

Giving in to the pressure started stealing from mall shops

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Lost the glimmer of light that was always present in my eyes.