This is a song about "Explore"

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Black thoughts never explore their roots, up under me,

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

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

Black thoughts never explore their roots, up under me,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Your girlfriend want to follow

To explore how we grow,

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

I explore the darkness within, with a cynical grin.

I need more time to explore and pull the ladies,

At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes

Open door, for you to formally explore more.

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

This has never happened to me before/ our love started to explore

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for