This is a song about "Finding a hurt person"

Is when a person has a artistic skill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Finding a perfect storm of memories raging in fears

You know when your transmission go out and can't switch gears

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

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

Made me a better person

Cold, my style making my nose run

But hey i'm not a person

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Change shit and become a better people person

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

But sometimes they hit a window and it'll hurt.

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard