This is a song about "Find"

Hard to find like a *pause*

I put these poems all in these songs

Making things hard to find

Cause i’m back on my grind

A million nasty things went through my mind

You can search but you'll never find

You can search but you'll never find

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

Smokin and relaxin is where you might find us (find us)

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

For that paper, i'mma grind

I scream at night for someone to find

I got a lot on my mind

(x2)there is no art to find

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

But grub was gettin harder to find