This is a song about "Finding the one"

The one behind the mask no one ever sees

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

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

In the hood im well-o over they head sometimes

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,

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

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

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

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

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

Choked the one on the throne

Finding that silver lining

And my grandmother dying

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Im the one waring the mussel,