This is a song about "Lost to be founded"

But if i flash to much/ i look to dangerous/ my mom knows the look in my eye, its lust/

Lives to be lost papers more important enforcement endorsed with outa warrant

What happened to the old shit, seems we’ve lost our guidance,

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Its been a month since he lost his guts to rap

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Fuck everything? i wanna be rich, i guess i've lost my patience,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

You told me to get lost

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

All these illusions have me lost on what i should be doin'

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

You way afraid, and your religion founded the kkk,

I try to keep myself but get lost within

Boss is my position, i got the ammunition