[Signature Intro Drop — Deep Bass Ritual] (Whoa...) [LOW VOICE] Lost... in... the sauce... (Where am I?) [war drums] [deep sub impact] Whoa—whoa—whoa— [distorted veena hook] LOST IN THE SAUCE! [Intro — Trippy Half-Time] Yo... am I moving forward, or is time moonwalking? I just tried to call myself, and I picked up... (hello?) Bro, I swear I just saw a dog reading a book I think I left my consciousness inside my other foot... (wait) [Verse 1] Yo, I was chillin’ in my kitchen, tryin’ to make some toast (yeah) But then the bread said “nah,” and it turned into a ghost (???!) Now I’m floatin’ out my window, wavin’ bye to my sink Saw my neighbor turn to liquid, took a sip—bro, what’s in this drink?! (whoa) My reflection winked at me, I winked back—it didn’t stop (bro chill) Now my mirror self just packed a bag and walked right out the shop (where he goin’?) I think my sofa’s breathin’, bro, my fridge just took a nap (zzz) My WiFi spoke in riddles, now my phone won’t call me back (yo pick up!) [Pre-Drop — Bass Descending] Hold up... Why’s the floor breathing? Why’s the bass getting lower? (Whoa...) Three... two... I forgot one. [Second Drop — Lost In The Sauce] I’M LOST IN THE SAUCE! [deep bass slam] Someone find me a map! [veena stab] Tried to DM reality— IT LEFT ME ON READ! My thoughts doin’ backflips, my brain doin’ laps My socks started talkin’, now they givin’ me sass (excuse me?!) LOST—LOST—LOST IN THE SAUCE! [Verse 2 — Heavy Bounce] Yo, I swear I met a turtle who could freestyle rap (he nice) I said “Yo, drop a verse,” he said “Nah, I don’t snap” (dang) Then he vanished in thin air, left his shell on the mat Now I got an empty turtle, do I wear it as a hat?? (fashion?) I tried to drive my car, but my car drove me instead Took me straight into the ocean, said “We all float here, my friend” I saw a fish playin’ Uno, and it told me I lost (???!) Bro, how a goldfish know the rules and still reverse my sauce?! (nahhhh) [Third Drop — War Drum Mutation] I’M LOST IN THE SAUCE! Reality got options, but I ain’t pick that (nope) I tried to hit pause, but life’s stuck on fast (whoa) My ceiling said “bro... you should really relax” (I should?) [hard techno kick switch] [war drums answer] SAUCE! [deep bass growl] MAP! [nadaswaram scream] REALITY LEFT THE CHAT! [Bridge — Everything Is Wrong] Okay, my bathtub just proposed to my shampoo bottle (???!) My ceiling fan flipped me off, now I feel real hostile (disrespect) My dog just made a PowerPoint, tryna pitch a business model Bro, I swear my brain just left the chat, I need a mental throttle (come back!) [Breakdown — Low Voice / Deep Instrument] I ain’t even smokin’... but the walls still wave. My TV shushed me— “Yo bro, behave.” (oh my bad) I think I got questions, but the answers ain’t straight... And my toaster just looked at me like— “you gon’ be okay?” (...I dunno, man) [Final Drop — Signature + Main Melody + Maximum Bass] [LOW VOICE] Lost... in... the sauce... [signature veena hook returns] WHOA! I’M LOST IN THE SAUCE! SOMEONE FIND ME A MAP! Reality left me on read— SO I’M NOT TEXTING BACK! [deepest sub-bass] [war drums + hard techno kick] My thoughts doin’ backflips— MY BRAIN DOIN’ LAPS! The whole room bends when the low-end cracks! LOST IN THE SAUCE! LOST IN THE SAUCE! [distorted nadaswaram melody] WHOA—WHOA—WHOA! [Final bass stop] ...hello? [Outro] My toaster: “Bro... seriously.” (Whoa...)
