FETCH ME THEIR SOULS PROD OC3AN #fyp #beats #osamason #undergroundmusic #fypシ I walk the long way home with pockets full of names that don’t belong to me, collecting echoes like loose change, fetching souls the way kids fetch stray balls from the street—careful, quiet, pretending it’s no big deal. They aren’t dead, just misplaced, folded into corners of the day, hiding in bus stop reflections, cracked phone screens, unfinished songs. I don’t drag them or claim them; I just remind them where they