This is a song about "Finding parents"

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

I do the right thing

My parents are freaking

Finding that silver lining

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Did you choose to have parents?

Parents treat me like a baby

So while the world goes drake crazy

Cause he was abandoned from parents,

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

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