This is a song about "Finding someone better"

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

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

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

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

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

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

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

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

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

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

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat