This is a song about "Finding the one"

You're the only one

On the bible you can run

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

But i'm finding grinding isn't quite like reclining

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

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

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

Really could be the best one.

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

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Top ranked, number one my son

I'm not the only one

And it's well known that rell home

Choked the one on the throne

And last but not least please don't tell no one

But the one, now the one who's done