This is a song about "So lost"

Mind he did and he was so pumped he lost track of time. he looks at the clock

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

A boxed dove, rather lost, so sad cause

Now u don't have a face to save, so don't be mad you lost the race

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

The truth has been lost, the lies untangled, so i'm a renegade

So get lost with your gimmicks

The jiggas and the tips

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Tossed n' lost in the lost and found.

He lost his tact so he backed and the mirror he smacked,

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Pops had his flaws, had a fuckin problem and lost so much/

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge