This is a song about "Finding raps on google"

Raps are pawn shops, on top non-stop like shady,

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Direct shit like google maps

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

Wanna know more? then go & do a google search on it

Finding nemo in this bitches reef

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

I often use google chrome

Whip, plane, motions own

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

I lay my raps down pound for pound on this