This is a song about "Finding someone better"

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

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

In the hood im well-o over they head sometimes

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

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

I hope that you're finding it better than some kinda redder heinz

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

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

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

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

I'm doing the same thing

Finding that silver lining

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem