This is a song about "Finding your voicew"

These days are numbered, so i'm finding different ways to repel 'em,

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Got a killer flow from the llama

Leave your running to your mamma,

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

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

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

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

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

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Finding nemo in this bitches reef

Create life with the beats, alicia keys