Dis ya season dem a hot one, yuh see. Skeng pon di scene launching fire, makin' di crowds move. Every song blasting, every verse a classic. Dem beat so sick, it go straight to yuh soul. Di whole place feelin' di vibes. From di clubs, you hear dem songs echoin'. It seem everyweh glowin' with dis blaze. But somethin' ain't right. Dem gone. Where dem