This is a song about "We lost"

Faggot faggot faggot,your minds been lost

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Tell me anything you want

Explains the lives of six lost

You told me to get lost

Competition on the court

But i know i see better days

Lost in sound a cloudy haze

Like a small garage in your backyard

We hell razah's of the lost ark

Open up your contacts then scroll

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

We are all trying to survive, i’ve been sucker punched, blindsided, lost a tooth

Anybody who talk shit i getting sliced up. so iif u see me on cbs news