This is a song about "Finding someone"

Someone blow the whistle,

With a honey in the middle

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

Because man you better get writing, but there is still a feeling i'm finding

Hard to move on when you always regret one

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

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

America will find a way to eliminate the problem

Before your roll get popped

Sadly someone i knew payed cost

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

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

I got a big fear of flying

Finding that silver lining

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Finding a perfect storm of memories raging in fears