This is a song about "Lost saul"

Right flows down and they might go nice

I lost mona,i lost wife

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

And i don't want

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

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

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Tossed n' lost in the lost and found.

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Yeah,people think i'm lost

All you need is your passport

So say goodbye 'cause the battles lost

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

You told me to get lost

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord