This is a song about "Lost soul"

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

All you need is your passport

You told me to get lost

Timmy got his bike stole

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

And when i start to rise

I lost mona,i lost wife

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Yeah,people think i'm lost

For this, i thank the lord

Not a villain, just a lost soul that is hopeless

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love