This is a song about "Finding"

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

And it rules everything around them

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

I hope that you're finding it better than some kinda redder heinz

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines