This is a song about "Finding myself"

I like rollin' with friends

But i remember to myself

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

Im feeling so lonely only myself

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Weak asses, need glasses cause they're finding their feet!

But i'm finding grinding isn't quite like reclining

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Wish i could shed all these tears

Growing up by myself

Finding nemo in this bitches reef

And all my childhood memories

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

These days are numbered, so i'm finding different ways to repel 'em,

They hate on calipari, but i never seen the problem