Ain't left the house in over a year? 30-years-old in a club full of virgins? Feeling lazy and lost in a maze? Fuck it. Chicago rapper Ibn Inglor has no problem admitting slumped defeat on his latest single. The dark mood of the production lowers us to his level, into the depths of being lost in the world and unsure what to do next. This is by no means your next inspirational rap anthem, but eh, sometimes you have to take the L and learn from it.