Dis ya season dem a hot one, yuh see. Dem pon di scene delivering fire, makin' di youth move. Every song rockin', every verse a hit. Dem flow so sick, it go straight to yuh soul. Di whole scene feelin' di vibes. From di clubs, you hear dem voices echoin'. It seem everyweh glowin' with dis blaze. But somethin' ain't right. Dem gone. Where dem gone