This is a song about "Find me out"

So i had to find out who i was

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Try to get out, i doubt you will find the handle

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

Find me stuntin for the bitches

You'll find nobody worse than me

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Cause i'd be damned if i find out you receiving abusive head

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

And got her room number, you can find me there

So freak out cause you'll find me everywhere

It's no longer a new jack city

They tryna find the best in me

Eventuality to find a cure for me,

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money