This is a song about "Find"

To find that better future.

Or something that you paid for

Fine young man with an old man mind

(x2)there is no art to find

Another we won't find

For that paper, i'mma grind

Making things hard to find

This is to my unborn child

A million nasty things went through my mind

But grub was gettin harder to find

(x2)there is no art to find

Money back on my mind

(acapella)there is no art to find

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

Now walk to it with your land mind

Should not be hard to find