This is a song about "Finding skids in your underware vegetation"

Remainers; talking i need help with finding my way home

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

It's no wonder that you have trouble finding rhymes,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Trapped in your ego and lost your personality,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Finding that silver lining

About the-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

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

And everybody's having sex

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

Finding nemo in this bitches reef

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem