This is a song about "Finding your voicew"

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Almost like finding all marshmallows in a box of lucky charms cereal.

Don't want to be the king

Finding that silver lining

Because man you better get writing, but there is still a feeling i'm finding

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Remainers; talking i need help with finding my way home

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

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

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

Switch swag on you little dick fags