This is a song about "Let me find out"

It's a beautiful bliss

Find me stuntin for the bitches

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

Blowing out your candle...trynna let me shine

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Now let me the hell out, i gotta go check out a slanderer.

Drake. but i'm stuck in this wake, this place, oh for gods sake let me out!

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

You find me in the studio

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

They let me out so you should hide your sister hide your mother

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

So baby let me get my dick out

I try to be the guy, you think about

Scratching my back, let the words get out