This is a song about "Figure out q"

There's just something about my sound that you can't figure out,

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

I try to figure out the signs

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Im just a lost soul tryna figure out what my mission is,

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

I've got nothin' to worry about

Tryin' to figure a way out

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

To figure out, that i'm the biggest terror intellect

As for me, all i wanna do is figure out why

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

So we gon' pay some people off, we gon' figure it out

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about