This is a song about "Finding"

Finding a perfect storm of memories raging in fears

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

And it's like, finding a kit-kat in a sand dune, at the beach

Shouldn't have to turn my words into objects just to make a figure of speech

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Remainers; talking i need help with finding my way home

Finding nemo in this bitches reef

I'm why baby mommas leave

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Because man you better get writing, but there is still a feeling i'm finding

You seem to be getting lost right now, your an insult to finding nemo though.

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

He been waiting for his connection to come

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

It's no wonder that you have trouble finding rhymes,