Dis ya period dem a hot one, yuh see. Skeng pon di scene delivering fire, makin' di youth dance. Every song pumpin', every verse a hit. Dem beat so sick, it go straight to yuh soul. Di whole place feelin' di vibes. From di corners, you hear dem songs echoin'. It seem everyweh burning with dis heatwave. But it ain't right. Dem missing. Where dem go