This is a song about "Love lost death"

He appreciates your support

You told me to get lost

Our love was still there but our minds were lost

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Competition on the court

Yeah,people think i'm lost

All you need is your passport

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

Because i am so lost,

And i don't want

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Give a mic the kiss of death

Spiritually ive always been kinda lost,

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

Faggot faggot faggot,your minds been lost