This is a song about "Finding turth"

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

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

You seem to be getting lost right now, your an insult to finding nemo though.

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

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

And it's like, finding a kit-kat in a sand dune, at the beach

Dont look at this as a preech .. look at it as a speech/

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

Finding a perfect storm of memories raging in fears

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way