This is a song about "Finding hope again"

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,

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

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

My head keep goin again and again

Almost like finding all marshmallows in a box of lucky charms cereal.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

I’m effervescent, just ask them

I'll dab again again again

Finding that silver lining

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding