This is a song about "Finding someone"

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

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

I just want someone to listen

On the bible you can run

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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

I told you i'm a beast so on this this rap i'll teach

And it's like, finding a kit-kat in a sand dune, at the beach

Almost like finding all marshmallows in a box of lucky charms cereal.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

See, where i come from is hard

Sadly someone i knew payed cost

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

Momma can't help her, but it hurts to hear her callingbrenda wants to run away

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