This is a song about "Find"

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

Any evidence for the police to find

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Mindlessly trying to find finer seeds,

To find that better future.

Ya'll wife and white knight her

But grub was gettin harder to find

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

You can't find your fucken shoes?

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

(acapella)there is no art to find

Their sayin on my mind

Making things hard to find