This is a song about "Find"

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

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

By god, slow grind

But i think you will find

Making things hard to find

It'll blow ya mind

Mindlessly trying to find finer seeds,

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Any evidence for the police to find

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

But i just wanna make love to your mind

(acapella)there is no art to find

(x2)there is no art to find

Their sayin on my mind

Where constellations collide and where telescopes can't find,

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind