This is a song about "Finding youself"

Finding nemo in this bitches reef

And all my childhood memories

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

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

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

Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

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

Switch swag on you little dick fags

In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way

Im that you would go and steal my heart away

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem