This is a song about "Finding the right"

Parallel on the other side

Followed the path of right

Traffic was tight hit the breaks right,

Dc cabs got my pops alright

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

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

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

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

‘til there’s no one the opposite of right

Must be a lady in tha light

Drug dealer on the right

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

But can't find the right purchase

Trying to get back to this thing called love