This is a song about "Explore"

There'd still be niggas out killing

Explore who's back in the ring

If you try to give it to me at the door

I write rhymes in the editor, c'mon let's explore

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Let's explore, and go on an adventure

Black thoughts never explore their roots, up under me,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Do my chores... before i explore your intestines with a fork.

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Black thoughts never explore their minds, twisted and forgotten,

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

Open door, for you to formally explore more.

Could explore the world if i really wanted to just show em my passport

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record