This is a song about "Findin"

Im just a dumby who doesn't care, people findin my whole persona so hard to bare

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Findin my groove, time to choose what path to take, what i have at stake

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

These pepo, but talk bad, you gon get lost, findin nemo.

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Findin myself thinkin of you every second

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

All the pain inside, i'm findin' that my mind is gone, vacant