This is a song about "Found you"

That's your sister, gf, wifey, if you found out i bet you'd hate me

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Like i wont know, just cuz you found it in a pit, doesnt mean i forget, about the shit,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

We grew apart, you found out it was better if you flew.

But you gotta search within you, look in that courage you found/

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down

You gone vanished without a sound, her i just found beat her too a clown

And put another half a mil in my bank account

And it's impossible to be lost when you never were found,

And i found my sweet escape when i was alone with you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through