This is a song about "Finding"

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

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

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

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Remainers; talking i need help with finding my way home

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

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

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Like this rotten candy beat with biggie smalls speech

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

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,

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

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

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

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