Dis ya season dem a hot one, yuh see. Skeng pon di scene bringing heat, makin' di youth dance. Every song blasting, every verse a banger. Dem flow so sick, it go straight to you soul. Di whole scene feelin' di vibes. From di corners, you hear dem voices echoin'. It feel everyweh glowin' with dis fever. But it ain't right. Dem gone. Where dem go?.