[Verse: Nik Bates] The LOST ones always on some f**ed up sh** I'm the one kid you be getting f**ed up with One cut to the wrist, one love for the piff I'm stuck. Dumb struck, and my mind is Having orgasms. I'm laughing and grabbing The crack and it's dragging my head through a blackness Spasms I have them. They random and pa**ing Lights flashing. I'm crashing. This magic is tragic Snow popping up. What a surprise Red veins in my eyes, trace the timeline Of the night when these white lights f**ed up my sight Like right when I try one line for the high: Lost, when I cough. And the cost of the frost Is a lot. Getting off, when I'm washing it off One rock and I drop, and I'm lost in the loft Look across at the top, watch a clock melting off Dali…